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I laugh to myself when I see him pull a blanket off the back of the couch to cover himself.

I wonder how inconvenient it is to have a cock that big.

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Jay

Well fuck.

As much as I love hanging out with Dwight, he could have just waited until I texted him back. A month ago, I wouldn’t have cared about him just showing up, but things are different now.

“Man, what the fuck?” I say, remaining seated of course since my cock is still at full attention.

“Answer your texts. I called twice too.” Dwight says, laughing to himself as he plops himself down onto the chair.

“What was that important?”

“Saturday night. All night gaming? Maybe a movie?” Dwight asks.

Saturday night. That’s my birthday. Which means, Gwen listened and canceled the plans she had after all.

Good girl.

“Oh—that sounds so exciting! What are Y’all gonna watch? The new D&D movie?” Gwen laughs, clearly at our expense.

“Maybe if you sat down and watched it, you might actually like it.” I say.

“Oh, I highly doubt that, but you guys can have fun! I’ll go to Mila’s for the weekend.”

“Then it’s settled. Boys night!” Dwight exclaims, like an overly excited kid that just got a new bubble wand or something stupid.

It’s been a while since we all hung out, so it might be nice.

Though, I’d rather have my cock buried inside Gwen. I was so close to just giving in and finally fucking her, until Dwight showed up.

* * *

Dwight finally left last night after a few hours and Gwen went to bed after the second episode of Enterprise, so I didn’t get to finish where we left off.

Maybe it’s for the best.

If we have sex, that changes everything. I still don’t know how I feel about making that next move. I’m sure she knew where that was going though.

I woke up much earlier this morning than I had intended, and since it’s Thursday, I have courses all day. At least these ones are interesting.

Only, lately—I can’t seem to focus.

I’m such an idiot for keeping my feelings for her a secret, but like I said, she’s different. I don’t want to take any chances and possibly fuck everything up.

I even forgot my laptop at home this morning because my mind was so fixated on her.

Fuck.

I quickly park my car and head into the large building for my first class. I sit in the back just in case my mind wanders and causes an involuntary hard on.

Lucky for me, the professor just talked most of the time, so I barely had to do a thing. I can’t recall a single word anybody said, but as soon as the word “dismissed” left his mouth, I was out.

The other three classes ended up the same, except I got called out for zoning out during Tech 232.

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