the way he changed
his body’s different now. broader. tighter. stronger in places i never noticed before.
i’ve seen jamie in swim shorts, in footy kits, in worse states than this.
but this was different.
that footballer build. abs half there. waist narrow. hair running into the cotton like a line i wasn’t meant to follow.
and his cock. soft but full. shifting under the fabric. pressing sideways in the grey.
i tried not to stare. didn’t move. just clenched and pressed into myself.
my thighs squeezed tight. i started grinding slow.
the air smelled like sweat and lager and heat from him.
and something in me split.
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