Sure enough, there was Chris sitting on the couch, fully nude, watching the film and jerking off. Desi sex “You like what you see?” I thought I heard him say. Hey, I wasn’t going to stop the guy from being comfortable, and he was definitely easy on the eyes. I relaxed, looking towards his laptop where the woman was now slobbering all over the jock’s uncut cock. No. An involuntary moan escaped my lips as I felt him penetrating me — the first time I’d experienced the sensation. All of a sudden it was completely clear to me that some part of me had liked men the whole time, but this experience — of focusing so closely on my fantasies of Chris – made it undeniable.
