It has been a year since Hephaestion arrived here for me, sent here by the gods as a gift. We are barely ever apart. We are a good match for each other. Aristotle sees it too and we are matched together for debates; I beat him every time. We are matched for wrestling; he beats me every time. I do not like to lose. I am teased when I lose to Hephaestion in wrestling. It makes me angry, humiliated. I take it out on him, pushing him down to the ground.
"You would not want me to let you win; would you Alexander?" He said to me.
It solidified my belief that Hephaestion was different than my other friends, he was truthful. I began to trust him.
Hephaestion had many quirks; he had a nervous energy, he was quiet but it seemed hard for him to do so. Almost as if he was forcing himself; it caused him to twist his hair, bite his nails, tap his foot constantly, it annoyed me.
One day in class I could not take it anymore, I put my hand on his jumping knee to slow it down.
"Quiet down" I whisper in his ear. I rubbed his thigh, squeezing as I moved up; grazing his balls. I breathed hot breath on his ear and watched as he got an erection, he stopped shaking his leg. I smiled to myself, that was one way to do it. I catch Cassander watching us from the corner of my eye. I knew he wanted what was mine, Hephaestion was mine. I take my other hand and tilt Hephaestion's neck to the side I brush the hair away and kiss his neck I lick behind his ear, as I massaged the inside of his thigh. Hephaestion takes hold of my wrist near his cock, he does not try to push my hand away, instead he held my hand there; his head down tilted slightly into my chest I could hear him panting. I smile. Aristotle comes over and hit us both with his cane. I smiled over at Cassander, nodding at him. He glares at me and I laugh out loud.
