I went to my room and lay on my bed. It didn't take long for the tingly sensation in my groin to start. It wasn’t so much as unpleasant as it was odd. In the evening, Otho came to my room.

“What are you doing in your room all day? Why haven’t you come to the lake?”

“I couldn’t! My manhood is on fire!”

He needed a moment to realize what I had said.

“What?!” he screamed.

“Gods, you’re worse than my mother. Don’t cry now,” I sighed.

“No, I mean… I’m astonished! I’m shocked!”

“Oh, Otho, you make me laugh! You’ll go through this as well, you know? Soon."

“We’ll see…”

“It’s those twins, isn’t it? They’ve gotten inside your head, filled it with ideas of a simple, happy life. But then again, my manhood is on fire. Yours isn’t. So perhaps there’s something to it.”

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He laughed and kept shaking his head left to right. Then the twins entered the room. Somehow they found out.

“So, you went through it,” one of them said with a harsh tone.

“Yes.”

“How are you feeling?”

“Fine, I mean… It is what it is. It’s odd. It’s like a thousand ants are crawling down there, especially in one region. I also feel feverish.”

“We don’t need the details,” the left one mumbled with annoyance.

“Listen, I’d like to be alone, I hope you all understand,” I sent them away.

Otho and the twins all sighed at the same time, looked at each other and left, closing the door behind them. Silence fell upon the room.

I started thinking about what I’d done and… It felt right, it truly did. Then came a knock on the door. My mood went sour as I thought it was Otho, coming back after getting away from the twins. The door opened and before I had a chance to say anything I saw it was Antonia. She, as always, was beautiful, radiant even. She came to my bed and dropped to her knees, then stroked my hair. It felt very intimate.

“I like what you did,” she smiled.

“Oh, you know already?”

“Everyone knows, you’re the first one who went through it. I’ll drink mine tomorrow.

“Oh… Good.”

She smiled and gave me a wet kiss. My body responded and the unpleasant sensation down bellow increased. I gently pushed her away and said:

“I’m sorry for saying this and ruining such a moment, but please don’t do that. Not today. My manhood is on fire!”

She laughed, stood up and slow-walked out of my room.