bigpayback
Sex God
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I never thought that my point of an interest would be in the form of a tall glass of blondness from the Midwest. Around 6'5'' with the broad shoulders of a quarterback, but the slender lankiness of a basketball star, his aqua eyes sparkled like diamonds hit by the sun whenever he looked at me. College was fun at times and sometimes not, but I found myself always thinking about him. This is not an obsession because we both have the most varied conversations you could imagine, from opera and classical music to the Beach Boys and Sailor Moon. I do not know if he's gay, but every time that he's studied with me in my dorm room he sits in my roommate's swivel chair while I sit in my hard chair (no pun intended) and I edge close to him and touch his foot with my foot and doesn't say anything. And I may have been seeing things, but his legs were slightly spread open and I could have sworn that his dick was hard; I mean, come on, he's 6'5 already. He talks in one of those flat, but sexy Midwestern accents that drives me crazy. When I asked him to a movie, we went and then we went to dinner, and that was the end of it. It doesn't sound like much, and I may be setting myself up for failure, but there's something intriguing about seeing how far it will go. I really like him, and I'm not sure if he's gay or not. You're probably wondering why I'm trying to pursue a guy whose sexual preference I'm not certain of, but I'm not out myself. I'm honestly not in the best situation in my life as far as coming out, but I'm really trying to make the transition. I just have the find the courage to do it. Like Mary J. Blige sang, I just want to be happy.
























