My best friend’s name is Adam, and he’s gay. He pulled my shirt off, too, and we rubbed our bare chests together. Sex We could play some foosball or something.” Jessica looked up at me hopefully. I could feel the heat building in my balls. He pulled me back to him and kissed me again, with just a touch more pressure. Read 17553 times |
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I slid my hands down his back and up his shirt. If he didn’t win, he was jaded and wouldn’t play again. Adam continued down to my jeans and I bit my lip as he un-did my pants button. “I’m gonna whip your ass, pansy.” Adam said, kicking me playfully. I looked back into his light green eyes, and he stared back. I’m fifteen, going into my sophomore year at Beaumont High School. The last thing I saw before he walked out of my house was Adam, with the saddest expression and tears in his eyes. I slid my hands down his back and up his shirt. He sucked at it softly, biting and licking. I never stopped being his friend. My hair is medium and shaggy, a light blonde color.
