" ... That's all I have for this video today, love you guys! Byeee! " He spoke with enthusiasm, waving yo the camera before turning it off, shoulders slumping as he wiped the sweat from his brow. Man, being a gay boy is hard.
Suddenly, his attention was captured by the pure audacity that someone had, to RING his doorbell. Standing up, he shuffled out of the room, through several thresholds, down a flight of stairs, and to the front door. Swinging it open, almost ripping it off the hinges.
There stood ✨ Danielle Bregoli ✨.
With her luscious red hair, long ass nails; god how he wished for the feel against his skin-- woah, woah, woah, nope.
" Hey, James. " Her voice was as smooth as honey, music to his ears. " I was wondering if- maybe... I could stay over.. " He stood there for a moment, contemplating his options. Should he let her stay, or deny her-?
Without another thought, he blurted-
" Yes, of course you can sister stay. ~ "
One dramatic hair flip later and Danielle was inside, hips swaying as she kicked off her flops. Shutting the door, James quickly followed. Having entered through the threshold of the kitchen, he was caught off guard when suddenly he was pulled close, Danielle's lips on his.
He's always dreamed on this moment..
The only difference is that in his dreams, Danielle is more of a meaty feminie non binary man, but oh well. He'll take a tiny femmy danny any day.
They made out for a few good hours.. Even played with each other on the outside of their clothes, but never inside. They were both were just too nervous.
Their relationship was kept a secret from that point forward, and eventually, James was about to stick his dick in her, and they both had little 'catch me outside' red heads.
The end...
