He was wearing just the t-shirt and thigh length underwear that formed snugly around his butt and erection. I saw my jeopardy in his eyes, my cousin had more on his mind than just a friendly tussle. I saw it, I was wary of it, but with a growing awareness, I invited it. My emotions and thoughts were bouncing all over the broad spectrum between stop and don’t stop but becoming more focused; focused on don’t’ stop, focused on his hard-on.

Nate lunged again and I stalled my move just ...