Those socks of your straight, unknowing best friend are just inches in front of your face.  If he only knew how badly you wanted to pull them off with your teeth and thoroughly worship them.






Then he teases you by taking a quick sniff of his shoe.  “Phew!” he says, making a face.  “That stinks.”

He tosses the shoe on the floor, and it takes all your willpower not to grab it and bury your face in it…