Dubwana's Freshman Summer
"Can't I just ride on your shoulder?"
"No. I don't want to risk you getting hurt. I'm going to be moving quite fast." He stood up straight again and pointed a finger at me. "Now stay where I can see you, hm? No games."
Pouting playfully, I shuffled past his feet and took up a position at the end of the path. With his back turned to me he could not see me admiring the shape of his rear through his running shorts. It was a quite a breathtaking sight, one that I never grew tired of, even though it was getting harder and harder to be surreptitious about it.
Dubwana already knew that I found him attractive but we had never spoken of it since I had let it slip months before, and I worried that it might lead to some awkward moments if he were ever to catch me staring. I cannot deny that I found him sexier than hell, but there was so much more to it than that. The emotions that I hid from this bizarre and wonderful titan were so heavy that I often felt as though Dubwana himself were sitting on me. How exactly do you say "I love you" to someone fifteen times your size..?