After a long evening of wondering what the hell had happened to him during his porn sesh, Steven eventually found himself drifting off to sleep. Thankfully he didn’t have any dreams this time. Not any he could remember anyway. Better to have no dream than to chased down by a bunch of naked dudes. Sure he might’ve been gay but that was gross… right?
Either way he awoke the next morning feeling refreshed and ready for the day! As he slide out of bed he thought about changing into a new pair of underwear as he always does but… “Eh I guess wearing em for another day won’t hurt. Looking over at the clock he realised he didn’t have much time to dawdle so he thought he’d better get dressed as well. Once again his initial thought was to grab some clean clothes out of his drawers but his eyes drifted down to the pile of clothes he’d uncharacteristically discarded on the floor from yesterday. He shrugged, more or less think the same thing he had for his underwear beefier grabbing the tight jeans and pastel blue shirt. Strangely enough though, his clothes didn’t feel as comfortable as usual. “Huh… maybe I should look into buying some new clothes soon.”
Soon enough Jim heard his son trudging down the stairs after having already ‘prepared’ Steven’s breakfast for him. Honestly he was sort of surprised to see his son wearing the same outfit two days in a row but he didn’t mention, instead just encouraging Steven to eat up his breakfast. “After all. Breakfast is the most important meal of the day son!” Jim would say and Steven had absolutely no idea how true that was right now.
“Yo thanks for the food Pop! You’ve really been coming around recently.” Steven said as he jumped up from his chair upon finishing his cereal (and medication), and started making his way to the front door.
“You’ve been starting to come around too Son…” Jim mumbled as he watched his Son leave the room, taking notice of how his walk seemed a tad less ‘girly’ than before.
“Huh? Did you say something?”
“Oh nothing! Just have a good day at college kiddo.”
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Walking in to college today, Steven had been pretty damn excited. It was Thursday after all and he always loved Thursdays. Why? Well because one of his lecturers was Mr Kent, a 30 something year old man whom both him and his boyfriend deemed the hottest teacher on campus. He was tall, handsome, had a great beard. You name it! He was perfect! So naturally Steven looked forward to his lessons.
Only today was a bit different. On a normal day Steven would be struggling to keep his dick under control when he looked at that man’s beautiful face and/or body for too long. Only today it didn’t seem to be having quite the same effect… Sure he still thought the man was hot and his dick got a bit of a tingle after staring at the man for a little too long but it just wasn’t the same. Like his attraction for the man had somehow dropped over night.