"Unspoken Desires"

That night, Silky had claimed Jason's bed, insisting that he couldn't handle being alone in his own room. Jason had gratefully accepted, feeling a sense of comfort with his friend by his side. As they lay in the darkness, Silky noticed that Jason seemed distant, his eyes fixed on some invisible point on the ceiling. "Hey, Jason, you okay, man?" Silky asked, his voice low and concerned. Jason sighed, feeling the weight of his secret bearing down on him. He couldn't keep it hidden anymore, not from Silky, who had always been there for him. "Silky, I...I need to tell you something," Jason said, his voice barely above a whisper. Silky's eyes locked onto Jason's, filled with a mixture of curiosity and concern. "What is it, Jason? You can tell me anything." Jason took a deep breath, the words spilling out of him like a dam breaking. "It's about Sangwoo...and what he did to me. At first, it hurt so bad, but then...then it felt good. Really good. And now...I find myself craving it." The room fell silent, the only sound the soft hum of the air conditioner. Silky's expression was a mix of shock and understanding, but he didn't pull away or make Jason feel like he was disgusting. "Jason, I think I understand what might have happened," Silky said, his voice calm and gentle. "Sangwoo...he might have touched your g-spot." Jason's eyes widened in surprise, his mind racing back to those moments. It was true; Sangwoo had touched him in ways that had felt...different. And when he had, it had been like a spark had been lit, a sensation that had been both painful and pleasurable at the same time. "How did you know that?" Jason asked, his voice barely above a whisper. Silky's eyes met Jason's, filled with empathy. "I've done some reading, Jason. I know that the g-spot can be really sensitive, especially if it's never been touched before. It's possible that Sangwoo stumbled upon it and...and it felt good, even if it was a really messed-up situation." Jason felt a wave of relief wash over him, mixed with shock. It wasn't Sangwoo himself that had made him feel that way, but just the touch. The realization was both liberating and terrifying, like a weight had been lifted off his shoulders, but also like he was standing on the edge of a cliff, staring into the unknown. As the truth sank in, Jason felt a sense of gratitude towards Silky, who wasn't judging him or making him feel like a monster. Silky's understanding and acceptance were a balm to his soul, and for the first time in weeks, Jason felt like he could breathe again. But as they lay there in the darkness, Jason knew that this was just the beginning. He still had to confront these new, confusing feelings, and figure out what they meant for him. And with Silky by his side, he felt ready to face whatever came next.