Chapter 118

Kyle wore loose jeans and a plain white T-shirt, along with a shy smile. Even as understatedly as he was dressed, Kyle drew attention to himself, no matter the gender. He was lovely, vulnerable, and precious beyond belief and deserved the best things in life. I hoped it would be me doing that, someday. I was content to play around until then.

“Hey, Clint,” Kyle greeted me with a crooked smile as he joined me in the short line. He took a moment to look me up and down. “Dude, could your jeans be any tighter? You’re not wearing any underwear, are you?”

I knew my half hard penis was on display down my right leg. My heavy balls were probably showing, too. “Didn’t see the point, since I’d be whipping it out soon, anyway,” I replied.