We started playing. Ras chose Real Madrid and I went with Manchester United.
It was his first time playing Fifa 15, but he obviously had experience with older versions, because he was good already. Not as good as me but almost.
I won the first game 4-1. But he was trying to get used to the new things, so I expected us to be more even after a couple of games.
We spent the next 45 minutes playing Fifa 15, bragging and trash-talking (though I was still winning all the games), and generally just having fun together. Then Ras suddenly asked me "Why did you like my belly button and tummy so much? Or were you just joking?"
"No, it wasn't a joke. I don't know why, but I think it looks so cute and beautiful. I like to look at you. I hope you don't mind"
Ras didn't answer. Maybe he was just focused on the game again.
"You want me to take off my shirt?" he suddenly asked.
"Sure, are you warm?" I innocently replied.
"I mean so you can look at my tummy" he said looking very serious.
"Oh. That's very sweet of you, Ras. Sure, but only if you want to" I replied, trying to sound like it wasn't a big deal.
"I don't mind either way" he said and pulled off his shirt, revealing his wonderful boy body. I smiled a big hungry smile and feasted on his beauty.
I had beaten him 4 games in a row. But he was getting closer. Ras seemed like he expected us to play all night, but I was getting a bit tired of the game, and spent more time looking at his beautiful body than on the screen.