When I was in college, I got to know a boy (same age, different major) who lived in the same apartment building. We started greeting each other and eventually became acquaintances, occasionally watching TV or having meals together at each other's places.
My friends would ask, "Are you and Nick dating?" but we were just friends.
Nick was quiet and serious, and even when he was with other guys, he seemed to be the listener. I thought he had no interest in sexual matters.
But in reality, it was completely different, and I found out his true nature due to a certain event.
I realized that all men think about such things.
To explain in detail, it happened when we decided to watch a DVD together in Nick's room.
We planned to watch it around 10 PM after Nick finished his part-time job. I had some free time until then, so I took a bath and went over in a T-shirt and shorts.
I forgot to wear a bra...
Even with a T-shirt on, it was obvious...
While watching the DVD, I noticed Nick's behavior was strange (he was even quieter than usual).
As soon as I realized I wasn't wearing a bra, I felt extremely embarrassed and thought about going back home to put one on, but that was also embarrassing, so I pretended not to notice and continued watching the movie.
Then there was a love scene in the movie, which was quite intense, making things even more awkward.
We watched the movie in complete silence...
Nick suddenly asked, "What time is your first class tomorrow?"
When I said, "At 1 PM," he replied, "Why don't you stay over tonight?"
I thought it was wrong to stay in a boy's room when we weren't even dating, so I refused.
(Besides, we lived in the same apartment, so there was no need to stay over...)
After the movie, I said, "I'm going back to my room. Good night," and tried to leave, but Nick asked, "Are you leaving already?"
I was surprised because Nick never said things like that.
In the end, I stayed over...
At that time, I had assumed Nick had no sexual desire, so we slept together in his bed.
We talked facing each other, but when it was time to sleep, I turned away because I didn't want him to see my sleeping face.
Then Nick snuggled up to me.
I didn't think much of it because the bed was small, but then he slipped his hand under my T-shirt from the bottom.
He started caressing my waist and stomach, and that's when I realized Nick was acting differently and panicked.
Me: "What's wrong? Let's sleep."
Nick: "You're not wearing a bra, right? I couldn't focus on the movie because of it."
I was shocked to realize that Nick also thought about sexual things, and he started touching the lower part of my chest.
The gap between Nick's usual self and this behavior made my heart race, and I could feel myself getting wet.
In the end, that was all that happened that night.
Serious Nick only touched the lower half of my chest and then stopped, saying, "Sorry..." and fell asleep.
I was relieved that he stopped there, but I was also slightly shocked.
Some time passed, and it was summer. We decided to study for exams together.
It had been three months since the no-bra incident, and I had almost forgotten about it, so I carelessly went without a bra again.
Nick kept glancing at my nipples...
Because of what happened before, I said, "I forgot my bra... I'll go put it on!" and tried to go back to my room, but he stopped me.
At the entrance, he hugged me from behind and grabbed my chest over my T-shirt.
By the way, I was 21 years old at the time, about 154 cm tall, and weighed around 42 kg...
Also, I had small breasts, size C70.
I immediately noticed that Nick was more serious this time.
Nick started licking my neck.
This made me panic, and I hit Nick and ran away (back to my room).
After a while, Nick came to apologize.
Thinking it was my fault for not wearing a bra, I started to feel sorry for Nick.
So, I said, "I'm sorry too. I don't want to have sex, but kissing is okay."
I still wonder why I said such a thing...
Nick started with a light kiss.
When I said, "That's it. Good night," he kissed me again.
This time it was deep.
At first, I was passive, but I gradually got into it, and we kept kissing for a long time.
Nick was kissing me while fondling my chest and pinching my nipples over my clothes.
I got into the mood and started moving Nick's hand that was fondling my chest.
Nick lifted my T-shirt and said, "Hold it up, please," so I held up the hem of my T-shirt, and Nick started licking my nipples.
Nick turned out to be quite a sexual person.
You never really know people...
Anyway, this is the memory of when I realized how sexual boys can be.
We didn't go all the way that day.
He stopped midway again, lol.
Since that day, we started kissing regularly.
But we didn't go beyond that.
(We weren't even dating in the first place.)
We didn't stay over at each other's places after that, and since we were in different majors and had part-time jobs, we could only meet about once a week.
One day, Nick's friend, John, came over while we were hanging out, and the three of us talked.
John and I were in the same major and knew each other.
After drinking, John fell asleep, and since it was already late at night, I decided to go home.
Then Nick closed the door between the hallway and the room and kissed me.
I was excited by the situation of kissing with someone on the other side of the door.
Nick asked, "Can I come to your place?" and while continuing to kiss, he started caressing my butt over my skirt.
(I thought he might want to go all the way today.) So, I decided to take him to my room.
We closed the door to my room, and immediately started kissing again.
We kept deep kissing at the entrance.
For about 20 minutes.
Nick pulled down his pants.
His penis was big and hard, and I held it and licked the tip.
Nick looked like he was feeling good...
That motivated me, and I did it a lot, lol.
