I want to do it, but...

For a moment, I was tempted. Looking at Zayne, fly undone, hair all ruffled, shirt all rumpled, I wanted nothing more than to drop this couch cushion covering my pulsating member and ravage him right there and then no matter how many people were watching us. Alas, people were watching us intently with cameras no less. I wanted Zayne so badly but I was just so embarrassed that I chickened out.

"Sorry Zayne...maybe next time." I crouched my head down and dashed through the throng of girls blocking the doorway still clutching the cushion to my crotch. One of the girls managed to playfully slap my ass right before I closed the door behind me. I would have sighed with relief to be out of there but then I realized I went from the frying pan and into the fire.

I was now standing outside in the hallway completely naked again with only a couch cushion to cover me. I swallowed nothing but air.

What was I thinking? What am I going to do know?