Jay
Wait, did Evan just agree to give me a blow job? I mean, are we at that point in our relationship? He just insulted me to his mom. Granted, I don’t think he meant to do that, but still.
“Slow down there, big boy. It is big, isn’t it?” I said, reaching over and putting my hand on Evan’s c**k.
“Hmmm, it appears so. But despite that, do you really want to give me a blow job?” I asked him.
“Okay, you grabbing my c**k felt good. I liked that,” Evan flashed me a smile.
“Just because it felt good doesn’t mean you’re ready for this,” I said, taking his hand and putting it on my crotch.
Evan closed his eyes and felt me through my pants. “I do want you,” he whispered.
“You like the idea, but you’re not ready. If you were ready, you wouldn’t have said that stuff to your mom about me being
