I layed there, gently giving him kisses around his neck and back, and rubbing his chest, every now and then putting my hand down into his crotch. I couldnt help it. I was just dosing back to sleep, when Carl turned over and kissed me on the nose.
"Good morning," he said with a smile.
"Good morning, gorgeous," I couldnt help but smile back. He was so cute. He got up out of bed and walked towards the window. He stretched, and then peed out the window. Come to think of it, i really needed to pee too. I got up and walked over next to him, in seconds, a second stream of urine was flowing through the window.
"I cant believe i let you put that in me." Carl said as he stared at my penis. I kissed his cheek, and he blushed.
"Youre so cute when you blush." He turned away, embarrassed.
We finished doing our business and sat on the bed. I picked up my boxers and slipped them on, followed by my pants.
"I liked looking at you naked." Carl mumbled under his breath. I left my shirt off. I caught him staring, and met his gaze. "Car.."
I was cut off,
"Listen up now boys, i know youre in there, and id like you to come out unarmed, and i would like to see your hands."
It sounded like the unfamiliar voice was speaking through a bullhorn. I peaked through the window, and sure enough, standing in the back of a truck bed along with 6 other armed men, was a man with a bullhorn.
"Im not going to ask again, boys. We have no problem with coming in, and ill tell you now, we wont be so nice," he continued. When i turned around i saw Carl pulling on his camo boxer briefs.
"I suppose we have no choice other than to comply," he was terrified.
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Walking With The Dead
Fanfiction*I DO NOT OWN OR CLAIM OWNERSHIP OF "THE WALKING DEAD" NOR DO I OWN OR CLAIM OWNERSHIP OF ANY CHARACTERS IN "THE WALKING DEAD* Note: This story contains boyxboy content.
