For the past three years studying at my university, a particular, well-known senior student always seems to catch my eye. Ever since my first year studying, I have had this interest in getting to know him, maybe even become more acquainted. His name is Brian. Twenty-two, stands at 61 and has thick honey brown hair, cropped short, and a bristly jawline and facial hair. Not too foresty but enough to show off those deep mesmerizing blueish grey eyes. However, I only stood at a measly 59. I was always jealous of guys who had the genes to grow to 6 or higher. Guess that is why I have such a hard-on for taller athletic men. Often, I see him around campus, either eating at meal hall or passing by while Im with a couple friends. Yesterday evening, when I went to the fitness centre, he had showed up. While I was working on my chest, without any clue of my lust for him, he stood in front of me, his back facing me, as he laid down on a piece of equipment, slid his muscly, hairy legs under the cushions, and began to curl, accentuating his massive bubble butt. Without being too conspicuous or vulnerable, I tried to calm my raging boner just getting so aroused at his expansive glutes.
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