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Noticing that your glass was empty, Chris took it and went to make more drinks. As he stood, you could tell that he too was affected by the tension in the room. He quickly turned away from you, and as he made the drinks you could see the tips of his ears burning red. He took an extra moment or two, likely willing his boner to die before he turned around, but eventually admitted defeat and walked back to you, his hardness showing through his leather pants. He saw your eyes drift down, so he quickly sat back down, put the drinks on the coffee table, and pulled his shirt over his bulge.
"Sorry, the adrenaline from the stage really does something to me," he said with a nervous chuckle.
"It's fine, Chris. It happens," you said with a reassuring smile. Boldness suddenly overtook you, and you asked, "Would you like some help with that?"
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You surprise your old friend Chris at his concert, but you're in for a surprise of your own.