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{really?! -TheDoooxMcnasty}

If I'm being honest, I love them. Let me know if you think I should add more of the goons.

TheDooo POV

I never imagined liking one of my friends, let alone one of the goons. But Mcnasty of all people has me crushing hard; we always make jokes but never anything serious. It's the little things, like when he calls me "babe" or "baby" randomly and my heart skips a beat, or the way he looks at me sometimes and my insides just turn to mush. I don't even know if he feels the same way, but all I know is that I want to be with him. It doesn't matter if it's in a call with the goons, on the podcast, in a random game, or just talking; I just want to be with him. I don't think I've ever had feelings like this for a guy; most of the time, it's girls. I mean, I've had crushes on guys before, but never this hard.

"Eric!" I was startled out of my thoughts. "Did you get the invite?" Blarg was yelling at me, "Sorry, I was, uh, spacing out." I accepted the invitation. I saw that it was me, Soup, Blarg, and McNasty. We were playing Red Dead. When I joined, I was immediately met with a horse running me over. "All right, soup, spawn killing son of a bitch." I couldn't help but laugh as I spawned back in. We all met at the shop where we designed characters a few seconds later, with McNasty going first.

We made our usual jokes after he walked out, "you bald motherfucker" and "your basically bald, just cut it off." Blarg went in, then soup, and then I did. "Wow, Dooo, you look pretty good." I could feel my face heat up. I chose a character who resembled me, which made him saying that I looked good feel even better. "not looking so bad yourself, even though you look like you do meth in a dumpster." They laughed, and we moved on to the rest of our mission. We cracked jokes throughout our session, but one in particular stood out. He started tying me up and said, "I'm going to tie you up like this in real life when we meet." and knowing about the things he told us in that one episode of the podcast made it seem even more real. As he spoke about what he'd do to me, I couldn't help but chuckle at the thought of our future meeting. I could feel my pants becoming tighter "Can you please stop flirting?" I laughed while trying to hide the problem: "I found an old man drowning!" Soup yelled at us. McNasty's character walked away, leaving me tied up. "Well, I can't move. Do you want me to just wiggle over there? I'm not a worm."

"Nah, you're good!" I sighed and rolled my eyes.

time skip (I'm sorry)

"Alright, bye, Matt!" McNasty and I were the only ones left. We sat in silence for a few seconds before I heard the strum of his guitar. "What are you playing?" I asked. He shrugged, "I'm not sure, I'm just making stuff up." "You're good at that, huh?" I snickered. He looked up from his guitar and asked, "What's that supposed to mean?" I just laughed harder "Well, you were very descriptive when you were talking about what you would do to me." His face grew red, and he started to chuckle, realizing that I was teasing him "Well, if you ever do come over, I just might." My face grew red as well. "I'm down if you're down." He stopped completely and looked confused "You into that stuff?" I shrugged again.

"I'm willing to try anything." An evil smile spread across his face. "Really? So, did you like when I said I'd tie you up and fuck you?" I bit my lip and turned my face out of embarrassment. "You did like it!" He set his guitar down and laid his arms on his desk. His eyes ran over my body, like he was analizing me. "Hey, look at me. I want to talk about this more." I sighed and forced myself to look back at my screen. "So, what do you think the freakiest thing you do is?" I sighed "W-well, I mean, like, I've always liked the idea of marking and, like,..." I laughed and covered my face with both hands. "Hey, this is a safe place. What is it?" I took a deep breath and decided that I would just tell him, "Being marked and also having a knife carve initials into my skin sounds really nice." I looked directly into my camera, then down at my screen to see him smiling and his chin on the ground. "Really?" "Dooo, sweet little virgin Dooo, likes knives!?" He leaned back, still looking at the screen, and said, "Wow, what else?" I felt so embarrassed, but it was also nice in a sense. "Well, I'm pretty much touch-starved, so any physical touch feels fucking amazing, especially by the right person."