I’d think these thoughts, try to get them out of my head but they’d come back – especially in changing situations where I’d see Kevin nude. Kevin was both observant and perceptive – he occasionally wink while changing or even shake his cock at me jokingly. I’d roll my eyes like I thought he was nuts but secretly would fantasize about kneeling. I couldn’t get those thoughts out of my head but decided it didn’t matter – it would be my secret fantasy. Besides, I thought – Kevin would never want to be sucked by a guy.
you HAVE thought about it, haven’t you?”, he commented after seeing my expression “Can you imagine what that was like for her? Kneeling with her head tilted up, looking up at me as my pants fell that night and I plunged it into her mouth?”, he said to me in his room one day while changing after swimming. I admitted that I did “wonder” about it… what it was like for her.
“Only one way to know for sure”, he said. Quite honestly, I figured it was guy talk. Similar to one guy saying “suck my dick” to another.
