I'd have done almost anything she'd asked. As she walked away she seemed lighter on her feet and I hoped I was the reason for that. I know my afternoo... had brightened up considerably. In the interests of being fair and balanced I hauled in Greg for a quick kiss and grope before he had to dash off to his next class.Then Dennis, the redheaded boy from home room asked if I'd give him relief in our last class of the day, and how could I possibly refuse? I am, if nothing else, obliging in such. ”“What errands?”Now wasn’t Aron a curious little shit right now?“I need a new hand lotion,” Carter said snappily.Aron sighed loudly on the other end.“You have like one thousand.”“Well, I need one thousand and one,” Carter lied through his teeth.Even Aron was annoyed with his husband’s obsession for cosmetic products. It was a normal thing, really. By the amount of crap that guy had in the royal size bathroom, he was probably mummified on the inside from all the chemicals in those nice smelling. ”“Bullshit, you’re a guy. You like boobs or ass. Don’t lie.”“I do, but the cheeks are what do it for me.” I said this knowing that she had that feature. “What about you? What do you look for in a man?”Confidently she spoke. “I’m about the boobs. A man with a firm chest is what I look for.” She tapped my pectoral. “Even you, the Hairless Wonder, have some confidence in your chest. A man presents himself differently if he has a good chest, you walk differently, and act differently because you’re. We see each other even when we are apart. I see a flower and think of her, she sees a cloud slowly drifting by and shares it with me. We comunicate by an unexplainable force. She will stop and send me a quick text just as I reach for my phone to do the same. Or pictures will pass at the same moment. Love truly is amazing. After sharing our weekends, we again kiss and whisper of our love. Her hand drifts across my chest softly and slowly lower. Fingers slide across my crotch feeling my cock.