My boyfriend, let’s call him Michael, and I have a set of common friends and also separate friends. One of his friends is this guy, let’s call him Jake. My boyfriend has known Jake for 11 years (since university); I’ve known Jake since I met Michael, about a year or so. Jake is gorgeous – he’s got this swimmer’s body and a killer smile. Michael is def 7/10, Jake a minimum 8/10 and a fuck-me-till-I-come-on-your-cock/10 when he dresses up in a shirt and jeans. One night, at a party he hosted, he was dressed in a denim jacket, and jeans and oh-my-fucking-god, he looked entirely delicious.
Mike kinda knows I have a crush on Jake, and he teases me about it, but what he doesn’t know is that I’ve been pushign the flirting boundaries with Jake for a month now…. and it all came to a hot conclusion (or start.. read on ;) ) at this party, which was weirdly divided into the the quieter people and the louder people.
At one point, a group of about 4 of us decided to watch a show in Jake’s room, as he had a projector! Jake and Mike decided to join us, and the we sat on Jake’s Cali King bed like this: guy–girl–Mike–girl–me–Jake–guy