It happened nearly 6 years ago while I was still dating my ex (we’re still fucking now and then, but we’re no longer in a relationship). We were classmates in high school, yet we only started dating in our 3rd semester of college. We went to different colleges, 3 hours apart from each other but things went well enough albeit the distance.
I lived in college dorm for the first 2 years of my study. My room is located in the quiet corner of the dorm, very spacious, on third floor facing the main street. We visited each other every few weeks, and in late March that year, it was his turn to visit me.
I picked him up in the train station at midday. He’s closely-shaven, and I could see that he’s gained the muscles he’s been working at. It kinda turned me on to see him in a fitted shirt that shows his perfect pecs. We kissed for awhile at the station and I could feel his hand lightly squeezing my ass. That turned me on even more, and all I could think about was making out in the car on our way to the dorm.