He rose quickly, throwing on his pants. He could feel that his hair was mussed, but this knock was more important.
It was the man he never expected to be there. Moby stood before him, his frame towering in the doorway. All of Tim's sick fantasies had started this exact way...
ARE WE ABOUT TO HAVE HOT GAY SEX RN
I DIDNT FUCKING DOUCHE"Tim."
"uh-erm....Moby..."
"You have my phone. I have yours. They must have been switched."
He handed Tim his phone. He took it, his face breaking with disappointment.
thank god i didn't douche.
"oh, uh, i must have put it on the table out there."
Moby curtly nodded.
"Hey how did you even get in he-"
But he was off. He picked up his phone and lumbered out of the apartment.
"Wait!"
Their eyes locked as Moby turned around to shut the door.
"I don't wait for anyone, Timothy."
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four nuts...two butts... ❤️
Spirituala y/a romance novel about embracing your sexuality in the face of oppression. a story about opening all of your holes to the best of what the world has to offer ❤️❤️❤️