Pretend you Don't Have Any More Clean Pants

You never thought of Fred in a sexual way before, but you're pretty horny and he is your best friend. You think back to all the times he's been there for you after bad break-ups and during other bad times. He's never been overtly physical with you, but you remember feeling him half hard during a couple "bro-hugs" now and then. Maybe he'd go for it if you just coax him in the right direction.

It doesn't hurt that he's pretty fit and that his ass looks really tight in that jock. Not to mention his sheath is barely able to fit. Maybe he got a size too small to show off.

"Sorry Fred," you yell, " it looks like I'm out of clean clothes, you'll have to wait until I do laundry. Hope you don't mind!"

With that, you go out the other entrance to your bedroom, into the kitchen, to grab a mop for your "little mess" from earlier.

When you return to the living room, Fred is watching some sports and not paying too much attention to you.