I Have A Confession Pt 6

He was wearing a baggy pair of shorts and his semi-erect cock was tenting it out nicely. You could see the imprint of his head.
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Tanner strolled into the room, his hands shoved in his pockets as he surveyed the small crowd. He saw a few familiar faces, but many new ones too. A typical Gay-Straight Alliance meeting with its unpredictable mix. He always surveyed these crowds with some humor at the myth that gay people stick out. Maybe his gaydar was broken, but Tanner had never been confident enough to guess sexual orientation. Students who attended the meetings spanned the typical college spectrum. Even the casual observer could identify the standard college cliques. Tanner then saw one of the officers of the group making a beeline toward him.
“Oh, Tanner! I’m so glad you’re here. We have a full-blown crisis, honey.”
Tanner smiled at the pocket-sized young man in front of him. Jarred was not one of the people whose orientation he couldn’t determine.
“What’s up, Jarred? I’m happy to help if I can,” said Tanner.
“Jessica didn’t come back! She didn’t tell anyone she wasn’t either. Now, no president!”
“Who’s vice president? Can’t they do it?”
“Oh sweetie! No one wants the job. I know you’re busy, but the club really needs your help.”
“Well it has to be voted on—”
Jarred spun around and yelled, “He’ll do it! Who’s in favor?”
Tanner gave a sheepish look in response to the roar of agreement from the membership. “I guess I’m your president for this year then.”
Jarred smiled as Tanner walked over to talk with the rest of the officers. He’d wanted to get into those form-fitting Wranglers ever since he’d first laid eyes on Tanner, now he had an entire year of meetings, events and parties to worm his...