Brock was at a gay bar, drinking a Vodka Cranberry, when a hot sexy minion plopped down right next to them.
The minion looked over at Brock, and said "Hey babygirl. Does it jiggle? Do it stink? Do it grip?" Brock blushed, but didn't say anything. The minion took this as a sign to grope Brock's fat schlong. Brock moaned out, and looked over at the minion slyly. "You goob. We're in public.."
"Ah, how about we go back to my crib then baby?" Brock blushed, and nodded.
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The minion-ing.
RomantikBrock meets a minion, minion takes brock back to his place, spicyness ensues Crust meets a minion Cat meets a minion
