Evan’s Fantasy
By Sarah Hadley Brook
I groaned out loud when I pulled into the drive and saw the shiny new black Ram pickup. Nick’s vehicle. s**t. Nick was my roommate’s best friend and, putting it simply, he was a walking wet dream. He featured heavily in my nightly jerk-off fantasies. Standing at 6’2”, with thick and wavy dark mahogany hair, twinkling green eyes framed by dark, thick lashes, and full pink lips I liked to imagine wrapped around my c**k, I was pretty sure he starred in a lot of people’s fantasies.
Nick always had a shadow of a beard—dark stubble I ached to feel against my own clean-shaven cheeks. In addition to all that beauty, he was muscular, too. Like a football player. I knew he was hairy because I had been lucky enough to see him at the pool several times. He dripp
