Hot Choco
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I want to slap myself for thinking about something so dirty and now my eyes were still glued on him. Shaking my head, I tried to forget about it and continued checking him out instead.
What can I say? He's hot.
I continued to relish at the sight without noticing that he was still standing there for a while now, displaying and flexing himself at me. He playfully smirked at me and so I raised my hands and covered my eyes.
"Put on some clothes, please." I scolded him. I peeked through my fingers as I watch him making his way to the closet. He got out a sleeveless t-shirt and shorts, also his underwear, and went inside the comfort room again.