Castles

Sickening confessions

I carried the sleeping Ty home humming softly a random tune. It was an odd habit that had happened to come about when I was younger. He looked so dainty and small when he was asleep like a small teenager even though he and I were almost twenty three. I entered my house and tucked him in. I hadn't noticed his hand was gripping my wrist tightly like I was the last thing he had to hold onto. I tried getting his fingers off to no avail so I laid next to him. Suddenly Ty moved. I was laying on my back away from him but quickly he hugged me and spooned my body. I took his hands in my own. He smiled I could tell. He slowly grinds his crotch against my butt and I shuddered.
"T t Ty" I whimper.
"Shh I won't do anything else if you don't want me to" he says.
He stopped what he was doing and I rolled over looking at him. He sighed heavily. He looked sad and troubled.
"Ty what's wrong?" I ask.
"I I I'm going to die Adam and most likely soon" he says.
"What do you mean?"
"I have a form of incurable cancer it's extremely rare for someone so survive it"
"Oh..."