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Kyle sat beside me on the couch, scooted to the cushion’s edge, watching the play. The game had been tight, and his team was pushing toward the end zone. Every muscle in his body was tensed with anticipation. “Relax, dude, it’s just a game.” I rubbed his back in slow circles.
“You can say that your team is winning.” He cast me a side eye, and I laughed.
“It’s not like if they lose, you have to give me a blow job or something,” I was teasing, but I saw him swallow tightly so
I leaned in close, pushing my tits against his bicep as I whispered in his ear. “Unless you want to?”