*Mitch POV*
His furry butt is so cute when he rubs it in my face. The benj is so horny. I don't know why I'm talking in third person but that's not the point. This foreplay is making my blood get warmer and my skin get wetter, the only thing that can help that is a load of bacca meat rubbin on mah bodeh (xD)
"JEROME. I MY BODEH IS READY!" I shout, pushing him on the bed. He slurps out of excitement. When he's in position , I slam into him. (xDDD)
I pick up the speed , and just as I almost climax...
"AGHHH!" he screamed. "M-mitch, lemme axe you a question."
"What is it?!" I say as I stop thrusting.
"Does God exist?" He said. I pulled out of him and we put our pants on.
"Buddy, I don't know... Why do you ask?" I question, concerned.
"I... I've just been questioning my faith recently. If there was a God, then why would he let my parents die in that skiing accident last week? Why would I lose my job after doing nothing wrong? Most importantly, why would I have this fucking disease that is slowly eating my muscles and breaking down my flesh until I die in a few years. It's fucking bullshit, yknow? If he exists, wouldn't he care?!"
My eyes teared up. I didn't know how to respond. I felt as if... He was right.
"Sometimes I wish I could just kill myself. I can...
...I will."
Two days later, Jerome killed himself, as the pain of life became overpowering. I have lost the best person I will ever know, and I'll never forget him.
