At least thats what I thought as I woke up in the arms of my best friend.
Lets back up a bit.
My name is Jake, I'm 20 years old, I live in England, I have a reasonably good body. I like to think I am attractive.
And I have a 7 inch cock (when flaccid).
I have known Lindon for about 10 years now, since he moved into the house next door to me when we were both 11.
It used to be a, if I saw him say hi, sorta relationship.
Until one day he asked if I wanted to go into town with him.
From then we became inseperable.
We used to do everything together.
Played football (soccer), went to see the football matches, go to the pub all the typical guy stuff
We even lost our virginity on the same night!. Not to each other though!
Let me tell you about Lindon.
He is about 6 foot, he has a GREAT body,
and (when flaccid) a 6 inch cock. Did I mention he is gay?
We both started at the same University a couple of months ago. I'm taking all 3 Sciences and History. Lindon choosing English Literature and English Language, P.E and also History.
We had decided to become room-mates for 2 reasons. 1 - It was easy and having 2 of us would make rent a LOT easier. 2 - We spent enough time round each others houses that we practically lived with each other anyway.
Lindon had come out to me about 2 months ago. I was okay with it as I had kinda had an inkling that he was anyway. So I just brushed it off and we carried on like we used to.
So anyway...............back to now.
I've just woken up thinking,
'What the Fuck happened last night?!'
'Was it a dream?'
I knew instantly that it hadn't been, I NEVER had dreams like that.
I turned over, as if to confirm what I was thinking, waking him up in the process.
"Morning", he said groggily.
"Dude, we need to talk!", I replied.
"What about?" he asked.
"What the fuck do you mean 'What about'?!",
"Last night of course you dumbass!"
"Oh that!", he replied meekly
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To Be Continued
Lets back up a bit.
My name is Jake, I'm 20 years old, I live in England, I have a reasonably good body. I like to think I am attractive.
And I have a 7 inch cock (when flaccid).
I have known Lindon for about 10 years now, since he moved into the house next door to me when we were both 11.
It used to be a, if I saw him say hi, sorta relationship.
Until one day he asked if I wanted to go into town with him.
From then we became inseperable.
We used to do everything together.
Played football (soccer), went to see the football matches, go to the pub all the typical guy stuff
We even lost our virginity on the same night!. Not to each other though!
Let me tell you about Lindon.
He is about 6 foot, he has a GREAT body,
and (when flaccid) a 6 inch cock. Did I mention he is gay?
We both started at the same University a couple of months ago. I'm taking all 3 Sciences and History. Lindon choosing English Literature and English Language, P.E and also History.
We had decided to become room-mates for 2 reasons. 1 - It was easy and having 2 of us would make rent a LOT easier. 2 - We spent enough time round each others houses that we practically lived with each other anyway.
Lindon had come out to me about 2 months ago. I was okay with it as I had kinda had an inkling that he was anyway. So I just brushed it off and we carried on like we used to.
So anyway...............back to now.
I've just woken up thinking,
'What the Fuck happened last night?!'
'Was it a dream?'
I knew instantly that it hadn't been, I NEVER had dreams like that.
I turned over, as if to confirm what I was thinking, waking him up in the process.
"Morning", he said groggily.
"Dude, we need to talk!", I replied.
"What about?" he asked.
"What the fuck do you mean 'What about'?!",
"Last night of course you dumbass!"
"Oh that!", he replied meekly
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To Be Continued
