Yura lay on his bed, his mind consumed by thoughts of Katya. He couldn't shake the image of her turtleneck peeking out from under her unbuttoned denim shirt. The way it framed her neck, the smoothness of her skin, it all drove him crazy.
Lost in thought, he didn't hear the knock on his window at first. But when he did, he was surprised to see Katya standing outside, a mischievous grin on her face.
She opened the window and climbed inside, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "Staring again, Yura?" she teased.
Yura stuttered, trying to explain himself, but Katya cut him off. "I have a surprise for you," she said, pulling out a blindfold. "Put this on."
Yura hesitated, but Katya's determined gaze made him comply. Once the blindfold was on, she led him to his bed and told him to take off his clothes. Yura was confused, but he did as he was told.
As he lay there, naked and vulnerable, Katya started touching him all over his body. It felt amazing, but Yura couldn't shake the feeling of embarrassment. Here he was, naked, while Katya was fully dressed.
Katya must have noticed his discomfort because she started making playful insults about his body. "Your arms are so scrawny, Yura. And your belly is so soft."
But despite himself, Yura couldn't help but get aroused. Katya's touch was electric, and her insults only made him harder.
She then focused on his cock and balls, and Yura could feel her grinning as she touched him. He tried to touch her back, but she playfully slapped his hands away. "This is my revenge for your constant staring," she said.
Yura was humiliated, but he couldn't deny the arousal he felt. The inequality of it all was intoxicating. He couldn't help but moan as Katya continued to touch him.
Finally, Katya stopped and told him to take off the blindfold. Yura opened his eyes and saw Katya fully dressed, still grinning at him.
"You should be more careful about where you stare, Yura," she said.
Yura couldn't help but agree. As Katya left his room, he was left with a mix of embarrassment, humiliation, and arousal. He knew he'd never forget this day.
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