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When I went to university, there was a fit guy called Jack, who lived on my corridor who was pretty hot.
His body was in really good shape, he had a slim chest, with toned pecs and upper arms, all completely hairless.
He had an indie style, and wore jeans, often black, with a belt, usually white or brown, and brightly colored t-shirts, always tight-fitting over his chest.
He was into girls, and was posh, but quite laddish, but as I got friendly with him, I began to feel he could be up for dabbling.
When he wore particular t-shirts, he looked really hot, and when I was with him, I often found myself going to the toilet or my room just to jerk off.