Chapter 37

Glancing back to make sure she is coming, I almost stop breathing when I watch her slide the confectionary on a stick, into her mouth. I swear my mind goes to the one place I never in a million years imagined I would visualize Sophs, and again have to battle the shoot up in body heat and blood temp, and tear my gaze from that teasing mouth before I self-combust or groan out loud. My pants are getting a good stretch out tonight, from the amount of times I have been hard and had to talk myself down again. I wonder how much damage my dick can incur from several hard ons in a row that never get relief.

I clear my throat uncomfortably, chastising myself for imagining her with those lips around a part of my anatomy that I am having a tough time controlling. Inward steady breaths and visualizing naked men to cool myself down again. One quick way to combat an erection, is to imagine my best mate Nate, naked and ready to go, that always does the trick. I have never doubted my sexuality