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“I would give my left nut to be there with you right now.” Joey chuckles, and I can hear the stubble scrape across his hand as he wipes his face. “Why the left one?” “So, my swimmers know how to act right, duh.”
“What the hell is wrong with you?” He turns his back to the car and leans against it with his arms crossed. “What? I like my pastries with a side of dick.” Duh. “You’re broken.” “Don’t yuck my yum.” I lean into him, holding the box to the side so I can get close. “I’m not yucking nothing.” “Good, then get in the car, open your pants, and let me suck your dick until we give this donut a new glaze.”
He glances at me skeptically but takes the piece and chews quickly. “It’s weird to eat food that was basically a masturbatory aid.” I shrug and finish the piece in my mouth. “How is it different than putting olives or raspberries on your fingers and eating those?”
“Oh, I’m scared too. You’re a flight risk, dude. But wanting you is stronger than the fear.”
