Boyfriend Shirt [0.1]I got Chris one of those “boyfriend shirts” for his birthday. Turns

Boyfriend Shirt [0.1]I got Chris one of those “boyfriend shirts” for his birthday. Turns out I didn’t know how good he looked in it till he started taking it off. Chris and I were best mates since first year of lab together. Like me he didn’t get out of the research building much making us quick friends and pretty inseparable. Lab mates even joked we were like the perfect couple. If only. Might make our failed That’s why the shirt made the perfect gag gift. “The boyfriend shirt” it was called. Apparently made for the perfect boyfriend. He was short and slender but with a small belly, probably from our late night pizza deliveries, so I was worried I got the wrong size. But playing along, he wore it the next day. The shirt was actually kinda perfect on him, unlike his other oversized shirts. And as the day went on, once he was even comfortable enough to loosen up the top button. Its funny but I never noticed that he was even a little attractive till he loosened up his collar. Something about just having the first button free made his chin and jaw seem square, more pronounced or something. I was kinda surprised when he even undid the second button, but then again he did look good that way, hair nicely styled and some of his tan chest showing. I didn’t seem to be remember him being that tan… or tan at all really… but it did look good. He looked good. He must have noticed I was feeling off cause he asked me if something was wrong. I was fine. But then again that voice of his, was it always deep and smooth like that? I suddenly couldn’t help feeling a bit turned on….So I didn’t object when he gave me a look and didn’t stop at the second button- I mean it was hot after all.  With soft breaths he undid the third and the the fourth, unbuttoning down his chest. Button by button, he revealed muscle I never knew he had- small round pecs that seemed to get fuller each button down, one set of sexy toned abs after another. Finally pulling that shirt open… I could see those round shoulders of his and his toned obliques into his designer briefs… Fuck. Since when did he have such a massive cock that it could bulge out of his jeans? And that voice, those moans are so deep… yeah. How could I forget. They always drive me wild. I can’t think of anything else but that bod of his, getting my tongue on that  chest and hands down those jeans. Cause damn… the more he slides that shirt off, the bigger he looks, and the more I gotta be his… all his. Cause he’s perfect. He’s my perfect hot ass boyfriend.   -- source link

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