“We wouldn’t want to wreck our friendship though, would we?” We’re only inches away now. I can feel his warmth. Could reach out and touch him. “It would just be adding another way for us to be friendly.” With hockey-like reflexes, Asher’s arm curls around my back and crushes me to him. I let out a little unintentional squeak as he presses his hard cock against my thigh. Damn, he feels good. “This could be dangerous. You’re Coach’s son.” “No one has to know.”
