Page 67 of Untouchable Player

“Sure.” My mouth gets dry and in the back of my head I’m thinking I’ll lie if it’s something I really don’t want to answer.

“I promise I won’t be mad at you for being honest, I just really want to know.”

“Okay.”

“Do you really find me attractive?”

I laugh, because – “obviously.”

“I mean… why?”

Oh Nate.“What do you mean why? You’re…” the word that comes to mind is ‘beautiful’, but I can’t say beautiful, don’t say beautiful…

“Beautiful.”

“Beautiful?”

“Yeah, like… I don’t know, you have great lips and pretty eyes and your hair…”

“but, you don’t think I’m too skinny, I’m not like, a fetish?”

“A fetish?”

“Yeah…” I’m sure I can hear him squirming. “Other guys I’ve been talking to in the past have talked about the way I look and my body like it’s a fetish, they just kept going on about loving how bony I am.”

“Well fuck those guys, or actually, don’t fuck those guys, they don’t deserve it.”

Nate laughs. I’d go and fuck those guys up if I didn’t think Sam would give me shit for it and call me John Wick again.

“I like you, I think you’re hot. I loved making out with you and doing hand stuff with you and sucking you off, that was really hot.”

I think I hear him swallow.

“Jesse?”

“Yeah.”

“What are you wearing?”

I grin, “I’m still wearing my sweats from skating with Sam, want me to make something up?”

“No, sweats are good.”

“What are you wearing?”

“My pyjamas.”

“Those pyjamas you were wearing that day on your couch?”

“Yup, I’ve washed them since then though, obviously.”

He’s so bad at this, I can’t stop smiling. I shuffle down on the pull-out bed so my sweats are a bit looser around my hardening cock.

“Nate?”

“Yeah?”

“Do you want me to suck you off again?”

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