Alex loved watching the game on Sunday. He didn’t care about who played or pigging out on junk food. He just loved that Marcus loved it. Marcus would stay home all day hanging out in his boxers and just spent the whole day with Alex.
Alex had a crush on his roommate since that first Sunday when a bit of Marcus’ tan mushroom cap kept peeking out of his boxers. He wanted to see the whole thing, experience what he’s heard so many girls screaming about in the next room. This Sunday, he wanted to scream.
Marcus never seemed to notice whem Alex was checking him out. Which he did often. Today he was going to make sure Marcus knew what he wanted. So he wore his favorite, tightest boxer briefs. They displayed his junk nicely, giving Alex confidence.
When Marcus came home amd shouted for Alex’s help with the food and beer, his dick twitched in his shorts. With a smile, he went out to the living room to find Marcus bearing a bag of groceries in one arm and a case of beer in the other. When Alex moved to take the bag from him he smelled the scent of sex on his roommate. “That’s what took you so long,” Alex said.