[ Bobo Fresa ]:
no
Really? The way you were moaning said otherwise
[Bobo Fresa]:
It just...i felt good. Doesn't mean i liked it
But it felt good?
Dylan licked his lips, his heart racing.
[ Bobo Fresa ]:
yes
What did it feel like?
No response. Time for a different topic.
Are you hard now?
Still nothing.
I'm hard just thinking about you
Thinking about the other night
About your big, thick cock
About the way my lips had to stretch around you
About how heavy you were on my tongue
Dylan closed his eyes, imagining Ashton's hands wrapped around his cock.
Fuck, Ashton. I want that
Do you want that?
[ Bobo Fresa ]:
I'm not gay
Dylan rolled his eyes.
Didn't ask if you were gay
i asked if you were hard
And horny
And maybe wanted to do something about it
Nothing. Dylan's stomach sank.
Then, finally.
