Looked down to watch him stroking my thigh and rubbing himself through his clothes with his other hand. Up and down, closer to my cock, but not touching.
I did as I was told and then sat back on his couch. Kick those clothes off, so you can be more comfortable. “No the girl I’m dating likes it that way.” I stood and he slid them down over my legs, along with my underwear. He reached over to me and undid my jeans. “You don’t have to do anything for me if you don’t want to.” He reached over and his hand was on my leg, stroking my thigh. “That’s OK, it doesn’t make you gay, it’s just getting off, right?” “I liked cumming and when he came it was exciting.” “….a friend of my brother jerked me off once” “So did you ever do anything with another guy?” He started talking about sex as we watched. More different than I realized when the film turned out to be all-male. The conversation then was bravado and bluster. I was pretty comfortable but I’d only watched a porno with other guys once, at a stag party when there loads of other people there. He was older than me by a few years and I suspected he was at least bi-sexual but he was a nice guy and it was just to watch the game on his big-screen, so no big deal.
