CHRIS: I’m indestructible
MARCO POLO: Yeah sure
CHRIS: Btw, completely unrelated
Are we allowed to talk about other people’s hotness?
MARCO POLO: What?
CHRIS: I mean, since we’re doing this thing
Are we allowed to say to the other how hot people are?
MARCO POLO: Since when are you so polite to ask if you can overshare?
That I’ve had my dick down your throat changes nothing
So, I’d say yeah
CHRIS: Then
Søren has a pretty decent dick
MARCO POLO: ??
Why are you telling me this now?
CHRIS: ‘Cause I was greeted with a boner and needed to share
MARCO POLO: Still an idol?
CHRIS: Still an idol
MARCO POLO: LOL good
CHRIS: However
Chris hesitated for a second.
In his head, what he wanted to say sounded cheesy, and he didn’t know if this was okay or not to tell Marc. They were just fooling around. There was no need to be exceptionally charming with the other. It was physical attraction and sex that they were sharing, not emotions. But, thinking about it, the praise and dirty talk with his old hookups had been normal, kept the flame awake. Why wouldn’t it be the same with the bassist, even if their relationship was slightly different considering they were already friends and not just two strangers getting to know each other between fucks?
MARCO POLO: ???
CHRIS: Nothing
Just that he’s as impressive as one would imagine
But I like your dick better
MARCO POLO: Hahahaha
Missing it already?
CHRIS: I’ll survive
MARCO POLO: Hahaha good
‘Cause I need you in one piece for the next time
