As soon as we entered, she turned to me with a smile.'You know we can see your breasts, right?' I opened my eyes with shock, the sleep forgotten, and ...urned to the big mirror on top of the sink facing our reflections and my boobs. When I finished my shower, I was so tired I didn't even look in the mirror, which was a mistake. My pajamas were a basic white cotton shorts and t-shirt with a cartoonish colorful puppy on the front of the shirt, and small ones on the shorts, but the puppy in the. I opened my eyes again and Jason was staring at me fiercely. He looked like an animal ready to take his prey. Suddenly his mouth was on mine and one of his hands was in my hair. I didn’t even have to think twice. I kissed him back matching his passion and desire. I moaned again and as I did his tongue darted into my mouth stroking mine. The kiss was pure lust. It was like I had been set on fire. I was burning with a deep need everywhere. All too soon he pulled away and stood up. As he did I saw. I was a little horrified at first thinking that someone was watching me viewing gay porn. I was embarrassed and immediately left the store.After processing what happened and thinking about it, I decided to go back a few weeks later. I had never watched gay porn before. Did this mean I was gay? I justified to myself that I could watch all the gay porn I want in the video booth and nobody would ever know. I wouldn’t dare even keep gay porn in my home. I had roommates. We kept straight porn around. 'Maybe she won't wear it ... she'll be too shy' I thought, but I turned around and handed it to her anyway. I was surprised that she had brought her glass of wine with her and had to set it on the bedside table to accept the wispy piece of chiffon. She held it in her hands in front of her, staring at it with wide eyes as though she'd never seen anything like it before—I was pretty sure she had."Is that OK?" I asked picking up the peignoir from the top of the dresser (showing her that I'd chosen.