had been with this guy Will, the more I was, in my mind, lusting for him. What a true hunk. But, I knew being that he was straight, there would be no chance in hell that I could even get a look at his masculine nude body, let alone have any intimate sex with him.

The goodbyes were said and everybody was exiting the house. I was last out the door when Will grabbed my arm and said, "Wait a minute. I want to show you something." I was a little startled but, I stepped back into the house and Will closed the door behind me. "Go have a seat in the living room while I pour us a glass of wine. You don't have to go home right now, do you?" Of course I told him no but, I was still wondering what he wanted to show me.

Will went into the kitchen while I sat down at the end of the sofa. I thought it strange when he returned and handed me the glass of wine and sat down right next to me, rather than in the chair across from the sofa so that we could be facing each other.

Will took one big gulp of his wine and put his glass on the coffee table. He then turned to me and looked me in the eyes and said, "I don't want to be rude but I have to ask you something.”

I guess the look on my face was enough for Will to stop what he was saying. He grabbed my head and pulled me towards him and gave me a kiss on the forehead. He then said, "I'm sorry if I am so forward but, I have been looking at you all evening, wanting to do that. I hope I didn't offend you." I just sat there for a moment, motionless and speechless. He then said that he didn't know if I was into male bonding of this type.

My immediate thoughts were that Will was just being friendly and his form of male bonding was a kiss, planted on the forehead or cheek of another male, this was a form of friendliness and friendship. I looked at Will and said, "No Will, I am not offended in the least and male bonding is a personal thing. I am also feeling very close to you."

At that, Will took another sip of his wine and asked if it was ok for him to go get into something more comfortable. I had seen him in flannel type pants before and he would often go out in the morning to get his paper with only his flannel bottoms on. I told him to go ahead and he jumped up and went into his bedroom. It had only been about 2 minutes when he appeared through the doorway with only his boxer shorts on. He came back over to the sofa and sat down along side me again.

I was really trying to control myself, as I played coy. Hey, this appearing in only your shorts is what friends do. They pay no attention to what their friend have on or doesn't have on. Like heck. I could feel myself starting to get aroused and crossed my legs so it wouldn't show. Will took another sip of his wine and as he put his glass back onto the coffee table, I could see that the fly on his boxers was slightly open and I got