I hadn't chatted to my friend Jeff in a while, so we were due to catch up with each other. We were both really busy so on the phone he suggested I meet him in a park, where he walks his dogs.

An elaboration of my other story about Jeff. We were purely platonic pals from high school. Two straight guys regularly meeting up and having a good time, or so it seemed on the outside. You see,

My fantasy is to visit my buddy Jeff. He is gay but doesn't know that I know. Or we don't speak about it. When I visit him, I am wearing lingerie underneath my clothes. He asks about