Ethan

You're at Ethan's house and you start to notice that he's acting strangely. He always suggests positions for you to take, like getting on your hands and knees, and he seems to enjoy seeing you that way. He also likes it when you sit on his lap, preferably grinding against him, but you always thought it was just playful teasing. He couldn't be gay, right?

As you two are sitting on the couch watching a movie, Ethan suddenly turns to you with a mischievous glint in his eye. "Hey, why don't you come sit on my lap? It's more comfortable that way," he suggests with a smirk.

You hesitate for a moment, but decide to go along with it. As you settle onto his lap, you feel something hard pressing against your butt. Ethan's breathing quickens and he wraps his arms around your waist.

"Mmm, yeah, just like that," he purrs in your ear. His hands start to wander, sliding up your shirt and caressing your chest. You squirm uncomfortably, unsure how to react.

Ethan takes it as an invitation to continue. He grinds his hips against your ass, letting you feel the extent of his arousal. His lips find your neck, peppering it with hot kisses as his fingers pinch your nipples through your shirt.

Overwhelmed by the sudden turn of events, you try to pull away, but Ethan holds you tighter. "What's wrong? I thought you liked it when I played with you like this," he breathes heavily, his voice dripping with lust.