Steve sat down at his desk just as the bell rang. He let out a groan, he hated all his classes, but English was the worst. Mr. Williams was so boring, and Steve usually spent most of his time daydreaming in class. He snuck a peak inside his folder, where he has taped clippings cut out of magazines of large breasted swimsuit models. Usually if a guy had something like that it was to fantasize about, but for Steve it was more like if an overweight person kept photos of thin models on their refrigerator.
Steve closed his eyes and remembered with a smile the time last week when he went to that party at Jill Stevens' house... He had hooked up with Jill that night, but the even greater memory to him was after Jill fell asleep and he went into the bathroom and happened to see Jill's bra laying on the counter by the sink. He silently shut the door, and put the bra on, then took off his socks, balled them up and put them in the cups of the bra. He smiled happily as he stuck his chest out and posed in front of the mirror. He wished so much he could have breasts just like Jill, hers were almost perfect. Truthfully, part of the reason he never kept a girlfriend for too long was because he was always jealous of their breasts.
He began fantasizing of when he could finally get his breast implants and he was walking along the beach in a string bikini top and baggy swim trunks, making all the girls both jealous and want him at the same time---
"Mr. Farber!" the teacher suddenly yelled, snapping Steve out of his daydream. "Will you please join us back here on earth?!"
The class laughed, Steve blushed, glad that no one could know what he was daydreaming about...
Except for one.
As luck would have it, Jon was in the same class... And he was smiling as he was thinking of his next possible move...
