Beauty In The Boy's Dorm
Light Writermy mate's father wants metrouble with fatherrejected by my boyfriend's dadrather than the son i'll take the father
“What is wrong with you? Relax man, I told you, I don’t do men.”
My eyes then flickered down towards his body, he was wearing loose pants, and no shirt, his hair seemed wet and he smelled fresh, like he had just showered.
I felt warmth pooled in the center of my stomach, as I watched his body stretched lightly, my eyes slid down the abs that looked like freshly baked bread, to the tantalizing lines of his narrow waist. The rest of his body was buried under the material of his pants, and that mystery left the rest to my creative mind.