Chapter 11

A thought struck Butch. Maybe this was the source of his restlessness, this disinterest in sex and bodybuilding. As he ruminated on this latest insight, Butch began to realize the shallowness of his relationship with Troy, how it all seemed to be about what was on the surface, Troy’s surface that is. Butch was as irrelevant to the situation as a motorized dildo.

Am I like that, too? I like to have my body appreciated, but I enjoy giving some reciprocation, don’t I? It’s not just me, me, me, me like it is with Troy. It should involve mutual pleasure and satisfaction. And a little emotional gratification would be nice, too. Isn’t that what sex should be all about?

Butch mulled over these thoughts as he drove the rest of the way to the apartment he shared with Troy. By the time he pulled into the parking lot he decided he’d sit Troy down and have a serious man to man talk about this. It was time they got some things straight between them besides their stiff cocks.