Coda Josh Grant

Daniel knows how to fill out a pair of underpants. At uni he was voted the guy most likely to fill out a pair of underpants the best. He got a trophy. He's very proud of that trophy.

It made me think of Daniel, sitting there in the dark. When we were kids, teenagers, it doesn't really matter how old we were. I was always just a year younger than Daniel. We were said to be two peas in a pod. Twelve months apart, to the day. Some people have said that we were twins, born twelve months apart. Grandma said we were her two bookends, blond and brunette. Did she never stop once to wonder if calling me brunette turned me gay? So we have always been close. It was just the two of us, you know, Daniel and me. We were as thick as thieves, we did everything together. Daniel used to come into my room late at night, on hot nights just in his jocks and watch TV in bed with me. I reckon all my young life I admired how sexy my older brother was. I remember in junior school, we used to have assembly in the yard. The oldest always stood at the front and the youngest at the back. I'm not sure why, it seems even odd to think they did it that way now. Consequently, I remembe...

I got home late, I'm doing another short term contract. Ben came over. He bought pot. We smoked it. We next to each other on the couch. The TV was on mute. Our heads were spinning. There was floppy-haired Ben sitting next to me, with his floppy blond hair. His smile. His handsome face. I built the open fire up to full bore, I stacked it with wood, its intent working a charm, with Ben taking his jacket off. He sat there with his hands behind his back, with his sexy chest, tight waist, the bulge in his jeans and the bulge in both his thighs. I couldn't help myself, taking the situation in hand. Feeling bold from the THC spinning in my head. I slid my hand down his stomach and under the waist band of his jeans. I love it when my fingers reach the elastic of his undies and then his pubes, without him ever flinching, I've taught him well. He knows it feels good. I know it feels good. He knows that I know that he think it feels good. He doesn't do anything to stop...