Distraction
#12 of Chunky
Well, it's sometimes hard to stay focused.
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After these two agitated days, a lot of things had changed between us. We spent more your time together, as well as outside than our respective houses. And we were with friends, we were always together. In short, we were inseparable (and at present, this is still the case.)
Then, our intercourses were increased tenfold. However, it was never at an exact moment, it was just when desire's taking us. It could long, other times short; it could go like mad or conversely, be softer. We had not exactly particular preference. We followed our instincts, nothing more.
As a result, there was no longer any doubt. And sometimes, when we were really starving, we could even do it in public. But it was quite rare. The idea of getting caught in the act, it was something that we would to avoid at all costs.
If I have a good hunger, Lucas overtake me greatly. I don't have nothing to be ashamed of, but let's say he's a bit hotter. In my view, it might be frustrating for him before. Today, it's not really a problem because we put very few limits on this level. Which resulted to rather funny situations.
Consequently, I have quite a few that I could tell you. But I preferred to linger over one which made an impression on me. First, because it takes place during one of my classes. Next, if this Tuesday afternoon was all there was more ordinary. Eventually, I can assure you I was very warm.
As the class wasn't interesting, I was on my phone. Under the table or behind the laptop screen, you know it.
Roughly, I watched if I received any message or notification, but it was the absolute void. It was I received a message from Lucas, who asked me: "Finished soon?"
Without enthusiasm, I replied to him: "On 20 min." So, he complained: "Finished all my games, I'm boring." I sent him this ?????? because I didn't see he wanted to tell me.
And here, he sent me an image of him in his underwear, lying on the sofa. Following this picture, I missed to release a spasm. He then repeated: "Bores me." At present, I understood he wanted to tell me.
"You can't wait?" I retorted.
"No..." He simply replied.
[...]
"As you can see, I'm a bit warm."
At this instant, he wasn't the only one. Sweat formed in droplets on my brow, my eyes popped out, my fur was tomato red... In short, I was about to explode.
It's why I decided to fool: "Listen, we'll talk again l8r, nearing the end." It slightly calmed things down, but he made me well horny. When the bell rang, I quickly grabbed my stuff, then verified again my messages.
And I received a new picture follow-up with its caption. If he was always laid; this time, he was on the back, totally unclothed. "Take all your time, I'm waiting you." He taunted me.
I can tell you, when I got home, I didn't wait, and I threw at him. Yes, it was dirty this day, but I couldn't blame him. It was well intentioned somewhere.
Subsequently, a few days after, I did it afterwards for avenging me. And guess what? He had the same reaction.
Yes, it's childish as reaction, but what do you want? Be done dirty tricks, that, also, is being in a couple.