him.

Chapter 3 • His Legs

One pro when playing tennis is getting to wear shorts. For most people, wearing shorts is no big deal and is very normal. But for me it's much more than that for some reason. I LOVE to stare at guys' butts and legs when they wear shorts, it's so sexual, idk.
Anyway, the next day Jet was wearing shorts and man oh man was I hot for him. Seeing his blonde hairy legs made me so hot, I bit my lip to refrain from moaning. To this very day I still love to stare at his legs, all I want is to run my fingers through all the hair on his body.
I like to watch Jet move around on the court and see his calf muscles move as he changes positions on the court. When we run I try to always run behind him to have a nice view when I'm running. His ass and legs in my face turn me on ufff!
Idk what to do idk idk idk
I want him so bad. He's perfect!
"Wanna run together?" Asked Jet.
"Sure!" I immediately answered.
"Omg Omg YASS!" Was all I could think.

As we ran he told me he was a junior, he failed some classes his sophomore year and so now he's taking an online class in the school's basement to make it up, etc.
We kept talking about random crap but I just want to know if he likes me.
"Here I go. Just ask him!" I thought to myself.
"Hey, umm Jet, can I ask you something?"
He smiled.
"Yeah, sure." He said
"Uhh I was wondering if you were straight. Because if you aren't then I was going to suggest we exchange phone numbers so we can maybe set up a date and --"
He leaned in and kissed me. He kissed me!
Bliss. Nirvana. Relief. Happiness.