My Buddy’s Big One: Straight to Gay Mm First Time College

When I find out what my friend’s packing, I can’t look at him the same.I’ve always known Luke’s a good-looking guy. I’m not blind. He’s the epitome of the all-American jock: six foot four of pure muscle, honey-brown eyes, a square jaw, and a killer smile.But when a female friend tells me she turned him down because he’s too big, I start having… thoughts. Not-so-straight thoughts.I need to see it for myself. Touch it. Feel its weight and warmth. Taste it.I shouldn’t want this. He’s my friend. But I can’t stop wondering if he’s too big for me too.