I took in his body with an equally assessing gaze, unable to avoid looking at his dick which was ringed with silver stones at the base and a rainbow made of coloured gems sat above it on his pubic bone. “Is this vajazzle thing something I’m supposed to do?” I asked him and he laughed wildly. “Firstly, it’s a dijazzle for a guy. And secondly, no you don’t have to do shit.” He smirked. “Nothing wrong with a plain Jane dick, buddy.”
idk how to feel about this
