I’m striding into his apartment, feeling kind of dumb for bringing all this extra food with me. But whatever, this dude needs to eat. I pull all the takeout boxes out of the bag, setting them on his counter in a nice little row. “I had a long practice and was starving. Brought some for you too,” I say, opening each of the drawers in his tiny kitchen before finding the forks. “Why are you bringing me food?” he asks, seemingly offended that I brought something other than myself and my chem book. I just roll my eyes. “So, you’ll let me suck your dick and drink your come, but sharing a meal is too
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