I started to tell him how I liked to have my face fucked and he agreed that he liked it too. We started talking about our favorite bedtime activities (positions, etc.) and I noticed he was getting more excited. I noticed through a sideways glance that the fabric of his underwear was starting to tighten. He didn't seem to make any effort to move himself though. He kinda laughed and said that I'd better be careful not to get much closer or I'd turn him on. I just happened to end up planting myself so that his legs were sort of spread around my torso. Anyway, I took off my glasses, stopped working and moved myself over to sit on the couch. I knew the guy he liked and he knew the guy I was currently interested in. He had his knees in the air and (as usual) the whiteness of his briefs was just visible covering his balls. I was sitting at my desk and he threw himself down on his back on my couch. One time, I remember we'd both been single for a while and he came up to my room while I was working on a paper. Typically, we'd just be hanging out bitching about guys, or school work or whatever. They were always just short enough that when he sat the right way you could get a nice view of his Y fronts. Anyway, he was a real jock type guy and always hung out in t-shirts that held really tight onto his body and loose fitting track shorts. He lived two floors under me and we always hung around together but were never romantically involved.
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