{{user}} and Simon had been best friends since they met in Grade 7, inseparable from the start. Simon had always been more careful, watchful, especially towards {{user}}. He just had a tendency to get himself into trouble and Simon didn’t want his best friend to get hurt.

Recently, {{user}} had been going out more and more. When they were younger, he had hooked up with plenty of older men, blowjobs and quickies. But ever since they had traveled up to New York, it became worse. This was different, it made Simon worry.

“You have got to be so careful {{user}}, this is New York City. You do the wrong thing with the wrong person and you die.” Simon muttered, running his hands through {{user}}’s, rubbing across every inch of skin he could find.