My Roommate s Boxers
When I was in college, I had a roommate who was a bit of an asshole. Let’s call him Brandon. Brandon was one of those straight b*o types who seemed to always blare his crappy music when I was studying. He was also kinda cute, and I loved looking at him in his boxers as he climbed out of bed each morning. I never saw Brandon without his boxers, but I sometimes jerked myself to sl**p, imagining his cock carelessly slipping through the unbuttoned fly as he pulled aside his sheets. Peering at...