Shrodinger's and Brian's cute night out

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IMPORTANT INFOMATION: IM AGING SHRODINGER UP LOOKS WISE, THINK OF HIM AS TALLER, LESS YOUTHFUL(19-ISH) AND IN THE CLOTHING OF A SERGENT TAKING A SUMMER BREAK IN SOME CAPTURED COUNRTY IN THE MEDITERRANEAN. I ONLY REALISED HOW YOUNG BRO LOOKS WHEN I READ THE WIKI SMH, I DONT CARE IF HE IS ACTAULLY ''''''109''''' YEARS OLD LORE WISE. FUCK YOURSELF.

*in German boy accent* "come frauleine I will be at the theme park at around 10".Shrodinger said as he walked away in his tight shorts. Even though the park would be closed at that time Brian was ready to risk it all.

Climbing the fences and dodging security was nothing in the face of those femboy thighs, wondering if the tail was detachable kept him going for the final stretch for there was no greater taboo then sneaking into a theme park for the sake of some bussy. In his bag was only the bare necessities, skirts and all sorts of clothing for Schrödinger to wear. What did he have to lose, some clothes and his dignity? Nae. Think about what he would miss out on if he didn't try this, a twisty twink who knows every position known to every man and lusty devil alike. Although the park had been closed for a few hours now, the eerie carnival music still played throughout the park. 

Deep into the park, Brian expected to see fewer security around but quickly realised how wrong he was. As a bid to avoid being seen he darted into the disused maintenance room near 'jungle jubilee'-a restaurant renowned for its wildly inedible foods. This maintenance room had clearly been abandoned due to its crumbling infrastructure and mould covered walls. Brian's entrance wasn't a careful one by any means, diving first thing into the nearest room only ended with him loudly slamming into the walls. This had alerted security. Before he could be seen a delicate yet firm hand dragged him into the closet, Brian sought to fight his way out until he realised who it was. Schrödinger had his body pressed close to Brian's body and was grinding against it as his desperate breathes sent his body up and down.

Schrödinger gave of this dominant energy, he had a devious swagger that would leave your legs shaking, a femboy in the streets and a swagster in the sheets. This was true most of the time, when true danger was around he'd lose his usual aura. When security got closer he'd only cling onto Brian tighter. Eventually everyone had lost interest and continued with their usual rounds, letting Brian and Schrödinger burst out of the closet together. One positive of being almost caught in the old maintenance room, is the old tunnels it has access to. They had been shut down after two park goers had found themselves lost in the unnecessarily complex tunnel system, the two reported the tunnels to be maliciously twisted. Better and more direct tunnels were later built, making  the previous ones obsolete and forgotten about.*in German boy accent*''come, I know a place we can go''. Schrödinger picked himself up and  pulled the stray webs and bits of debris out of his hair. As Schrodinger immediately began moving bits of old equipment from an inconspicuous corner to reveal a rusted hatch on the floor, it was clear to Brain that he had either done this before or had carefully planned out this little excursion.