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330 pages, ebook
First published September 9, 2017
Should he spray some on his junk? Would it burn? Would it weird Matt out? Make him think all dicks smelled like exotic spices? Or only Asian dicks?Oh, yeah. You better believe I groaned long and hard when I read that, for sure.
“You look pathetic,”
“Wouldn’t you be if some girl had kissed you? Gross.”
“Did you give me girl cooties?"
“Oh my god, I thought being gay meant I never had to have a DTR talk. It’s okay if you don’t want to be my boyfriend,” he mumbled.
“A ‘define the relationship’ talk? Wow, you are gay. And in middle school.”
"Should he spray some [cologne] on his junk? Would it burn? Would it weird Matt out? Make him think all dicks smelled like exotic spices? Or only Asian dicks? He started laughing."
Some of his teammates might be cool, but there were enough who wouldn't want to play with him, at least not right away.
Crap, a seemingly straight jock, rock-hard body, smart, sense of humor—yeah, he’d found the gay equivalent of a unicorn, and he was totally going to be screwed when this guy walked away.
“Pants down, Mr. Lancaster. You deserve the full punishment.”
“Yes, sir,” Matt answered, quickly unbuttoning his jeans and sliding them over his ass to his mid-thighs, revealing his firm, smooth cheeks.
Get dressed," Drew singsonged, enjoying this way too much. "So you can go play poker with your hunky boyfriend and these gay-loving, rainbow-flag-waving football players. It's like a fucking Norman Rockwell panting for the new millennium!"