John and Sara have a quick chat but get distracted

John smiled. He could see the effect that he was having on Sara. He was glad that he had made this move --- he had made women more sex-obsessed and to tend more to think about men's bodies, after all. Maybe going to talk to her all but completely naked had been a bit of a big step, but after a bit of a shaky start, it seemed to be going well.

John had to admit that he was more than a bit surprised by his own reaction. He didn't think he would lubricate this hard just from Sara looking at him. He wasn't sure he had ever lubricated this much, actually. He wasn't going to complain though.

"So," John said, as Sara stared at his abdomen and groin. "I was just looking in my wardrobe for what to wear today, when I saw that nearly all of my clothes have changed," he said. This seemed to catch Sara's attention, as her gaze snapped up to meet John's. "Do you know anything about that?"

Sara searched John's face again. "In what way? I mean, how are they any different?" she asked. She glanced over to her phone.

John raised his hands to the side of his 'man-blouse'. "Well, this for a start," he said, opening it wide, showing off his chest. Sara looked involuntarily at his chest.

"I mean what is this even?" John asked. "It feels comfortable, but I've never owned any clothes that showed off my upper chest like this. It looks like it will just about cover up my nipples," he said. He closed it experimentally. "Okay, so about half an inch of coverage past my nipples." He let the shirt open, again revealing his abdomen and scarcely obscuring his chest.

John looked to Sara. "I don't think you've swapped out my clothes. More than that, I don't even know where I'd find clothes like this: I don't remember there even being causal wear for men like this before."

Sara bit her lip, and glanced to her phone. "Uh," she said, stalling for time. "Would you mind opening your shirt for me again John? I'd like to see your nipples."

John paused. "Sure, okay," he said. As he opened his shirt, Sara drank in his body. Her hand was pressing not-very-subtly against the front of her shorts.

John smiled at Sara's attention. This was obviously going places, but he wanted to move carefully, to avoid making things a terrible mess with his friend and roomie. "Go ahead and jill off if you want to," he said. "I'm glad that my body makes you excited."

Sara looked up at John. "Really?" she said, suspicious of some trap.

John nodded. "Yeah, go ahead. Take off your shorts and panties. I don't mind getting to see your body either."

Sara's eyes widened slightly at that, but took the invitation, quickly standing up to pull down her shorts and panties in a hurried rush. She kicked her shorts awkwardly to one corner.

Sara stood, and gauged John's reaction. She saw him surge a bit more pre-cum, and John moaned. Her hand drifted down to her furry snatch, and she started to play with herself. She shivered as she touched herself, and looked longingly at John's cock.