Ben shapiro x andrew tate

Damned dishwasher!

Ben woke up, stretching his small but muscular limbs. He lived in an apartment. His bed had dark blue sheets, and a dull blue duvet. His bedroom was a little small. He had magazine pictures and posters of his favorite podcaster, Andrew Tate, taped all over the walls (and one on his ceiling, above his bed). There was one window, right next to his bed, that had a paw print patterned curtains.  He also had a mahogany wood table with all of his podcast equipment.

Grabbing his phone, he decides to scroll through his favorite app (tik tok) for a while, looking for qUeEr 12 year olds to bully later. After that he decided to go out for a walk to clear his mind from all the qUEerNEss he'd experienced as of late. It was too much for his sigma male self to handle! As he walked, it grew later and later but he didn't realize until he opened his phone, exposing his wallpaper with 20 shirtless and pantless oiled up muscular men all in very interesting positions (he had this for workout motivation and nothing else.) It was already 8pm! He began to make his way back towards his house until suddenly he heard a rustle in the bushes behind him. He froze, his fluffy wittle ears perking up as his beautiful shit brown with a touch of enchanted forest green eyes glistened in the bright shiny golden moonlight.

"W-w-w-w-w-wh-wh-who's t-t-t-t-t-the-there??" he stammered an unnecessary amount of times.

But before he could get any more words out, a pack of about 6-7 large beefy (but still extremely toned) male wolves emerged from beyond the shrubbery, their pecs recoiling as they majestically shook the bush residue off from their glimmering silver coats. All Ben's worries suddenly vanished as he stared up at these men, and only a couple words came to his mind...

"It's definitely bubblegum pink."

Even though all of them were  extremely hot, one of them stood out and was oddly familiar. The one that appeared to be the leader had an intimidating snake tattoo on his left pec. He had piercing hazel orbs, and a dashing smile that had  Ben trapped. Oddly, Ben was enticed and lovestruck and he couldn't look away. He knew how dangerous wolves typically were, but there was something different about them. Something intoxicating yet sinister.

"Youh need toh come wiv us." one of the wolves boomed in the background in a heavy German accent. "Dis es a top sehcret mission."

But even with 2 muscular men picking him up by his throat and nearly choking him to death, all Ben could really focus on was the one with the snake tattoo. He was confused, he soon realized that this was the same feeling he got when he forced queer people into his basement and beat them. It was... pure joy. He felt pure joy when he stared at this mans luscious twinkling rock hard biceps. Not only was it joy... maybe it was even love.

The men tied Ben up and threw him into the trunk of their car, leaving him to potentially suffocate. But Ben knew that if he died, he was destined to die happily with the image of men. He was slowly giving into his qUeEr thoughts but he didn't care anymore, not after this.

A/N: sorry for late update