Kurt, 34 and rail-thin, watched his cousin David, 18, cute and a little chubby with the fattest booty he'd ever seen, lug boxes into the apartment. 'Need a hand with that?' Kurt asked, voice cracking despite himself. David straightened, cheeks flushing. 'I'm good, cuz. You just got here too.' Weeks blurred. Kurt couldn't stop staring at that ass jiggling in silk boxers. 'Man, this heat's killing me,' David muttered one night, bending for the remote. Kurt's pulse hammered. 'Yeah... flexible clothes help.' David caught the glance, heart racing. 'You okay? You look... distracted.' Internally, Kurt warred: straight, but this booty ignited something new, confusing and hot. David wondered why the looks felt electric, not wrong. They danced around it with shy laughs until the air thickened with unspoken heat.
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