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So, I was that one idiot who was too innocent for Google.
I looked up 'gay sex'.
Hell, I was curious.
When the search results popped up, I noticed all of the information. There were several things that offered explanations. But, there was a video that stood out to me.
It was something that had the word 'twink' in the name.
Honestly, I thought that it meant food. Like, it would consist of some sort of explanation that involved Twinkies. Well, I soon realized that I was pretty, fucking wrong.
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Once I opened it, I saw that the full name of the video was something to do with a man slamming a twink. I thought that maybe a man who was eating a lot of Twinkies would be describing gay sex.
Man, I sure was innocent.
I had the volume all the way up, and I was confused at first. Then, I noticed what was happening. It looked incredibly painful, and my assumption was right. The man who was 'slamming the twink' seemed brutal. He had no mercy. And the 'twink' was screaming to no end.
"Oh my God!" I screamed in reaction, instantly mortified. It was a traumatizing sight to my virgin eyes, and the sounds were weird.
I did everything that I could to try and get the page to close, but it didn't work. It seemed as though it were frozen on the video. I then tried to get the volume down.
"Um, I don't like this! Why won't you get off my fucking screen? Oh my God! Ew, no, um, please click off," I kept rambling as I tried to eliminate either the sound or the whole video. I did not want to watch this shit on my laptop.
Oh, God...
Was this what people meant when they referred to porn? I had heard that someone could get a virus from a website like that. Oh no, I could not get a virus on my laptop because of something that traumatizing.
"Are you watching porn?"
Calum walked into my room with a confused face. I just gave up on trying to click off the video and slammed my laptop shut. I felt weird, to say the least. I had this awkward feeling in my lower region.
And I was as embarrassed as hell.
Calum then laughed, seemingly noticing my blush.
"Um, n-no, uh," I shoved my face in my hands. I then felt him sit next to me on the bed, and I kept feeling strange down there.
It didn't make sense to me.
I glanced up and noticed that he had a suspicious look on his face. "You sure?"
"Oh God, I-I was curious. I-I looked up 'gay sex' and t-this tr-traumatizing video popped up. I-it said s-something about a twink - I th-thought it meant f-food or something like t-that. Like an explanation w-with food."
"You thought twink meant food?" He laughed. He seemed to be more amused with the moment than I was.
He then wrapped his arm around me, rubbing circles on my shoulder with his index finger.
"Y-yeah, I guess. That's n-not what it is, is i-it?"
"Nope," I could hear the smile in his voice as he popped the 'p'.
I sighed and leaned further into his hold, trying to overcome my embarrassment. Apparently, I was watching porn and I didn't even know it.
"W-wait. I-I'm not a twink, am I?'
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I Don't Even Know ❇ malum au
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