“I’m not gonna be able to stop wanting you now.” He mumbled and kissed me again. Except for the gunshot noises coming from the flat screen TV. I arched my back, my chest hitting his. “You never change Travis.” I number and set my stuff down to go watch him play video games. My mind buzzing as my three younger cousins rushed down to greet me, Travis was in his room probably playing video games after a long day of work. All that was left was us in our undergarments, and the blindfold I had put on him. “You don’t know how long I’ve wanted you….” He mumbled in my ear. Figures. That was until. Once I walked in, I saw I was right, he was on his bed, the bottom bunk, playing video games. By then I knew I was in for a long night. He told me all of what happened, and told him about school, and how life was. It stung, and burned. But now it’s more then just a crush, it’s a need for him, a want, a list for him. He was gorgeous in my opinion, dirty blonde hair, stunning blue eyes, pretty muscular, funny, cute, dirty minded.
