laundry love [completed]

s i x t y f i v e : stiff collar shirts

"embarrassing boner stories. go."

"well, all the ones that you witnessed, of course, but there was one in particular that makes me s h u d d e r even till this day. pun intended. so, we had this teacher in sixth grade, mrs. lynch. god, she was...sexy. transparent blouse, a healthy dollop of cleavage, short skirts, blood red lips...you get the picture."

"i'm sure the guys were all pumped up."

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"anyway, i'd just been introduced to the wonders of morning wood, and had a hard time controlling it."

"oh, i'm sure it was very hard."

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"sorry. i won't interrupt, again. continue."

"and of course, she had to choose that very minute to call me up on the board to solve a math problem. i tried to control it, and grandmother certainly did not come to my help..."

"aw, poor boy. go on. i'm sure there is more of this to come."

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"all was fine, until the chalk fell on the floor. it didn't help that she was touching my shoulders, my back. by the time i turned around, the monster with a hundred teeth that controlled the incredible hulk...had exploded. i had soiled myself. infront of the whole class. bam! a wet spot right on the crotch... "

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"go ahead. you know you want to."

"aw, baby. come here."

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"sit on my lap and we'll do whatever pops up first."

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"beat it, ira. i have a bone to pick with you, now."

"good one, bruh."

[a/n: question: what did the left nut said to the right nut? answer: look at the dude in the middle tryna look all hard.]