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Andy was about to fucking explode. I was Ok looking. He knew by now that this drove me crazy. I was no longer chasing it; I was about to fall into it. This fucking golden god of a bro was specifically into guys like…me? DUDE, I OUGHT TO BLOCK YOU. My face was inches away from his straining needy penis. You’re good, Andy. It was my dream scenario times a thousand. This final stretch was a rough ride, so I grasped Anyd’s hips with both hands and looked up at him. Staying locked onto his mighty detonating dick was like trying to stay connected to an epileptic in the throes of a violent seizure. But it’s my favorite. I coughed and blinked my eyes. Now, it had been partitioned into a bunch of littler units. “Help yourself, fellas….”
Dead Eyes quickly pushed past me into the narrow kitchen and immediately leaned over a large white china plate. I realized that Patrick had to grab the plate to keep me from knocking it aside. “And then I’m gonna worship your giant fucking cock, Andy. And actually, Patrick did abruptly disappear off the app after I confessed my real age (I really did look a lot older).
