Toree had just dumped Voiid for an even edgier, better beatboxer eboy. He was still scrolling through the terabyte of screenshots he had of each pixel of her face when an unfamiliar user in the XO server messaged him. He had never heard of a GlitchCities before, nor had he seen the slightest mentioning of them. They were either new, or a lurking OG in disguise. The message was straightforward, just saying: "hi im bella hru cutie xx". This definitely threw him off, considering his aforementioned break-up with skinny goddess Toree. It took him a bit to respond, as it would typically take one a while to go through a whole terabyte of images, but he slapped on his sweat-proof spandex and mustered up the energy through his elephant seal flesh to respond. Each keystroke was a melodically ear soothing click, as he was never seen without the highest grade nerd tech. He secretly just had so many crumbs fall under the keys that they softened the clicks. He actually just had a standard acer keyboard. "hi bella, im anthony :33:3333" it took him a full 6 minutes and 43 seconds to type that out, and not to mention a whooping 7 minutes and 12 seconds to press enter. Virgins tend to have slow reaction time when it comes to cute girls in their DMs.
"Bella" immediately responded with an image that was definitely, without a doubt, totally-not-a-catfish, 100% real, no-scam, keeping it real chief 😂💯👌🏻 , image of herself. She was stunning. So stunning that Voiid took a total of 3 weeks, 23 days, 6 hours, 2 minutes, and 4 seconds to respond. He had passed out from malnutrition.
"wow haha ur gorgeous" -v
"thx bb wanna like meetup i heard ur UBER hot >;) xx" -g
"yes definitely when and where" -v
"my place duh, its where i keep all my toys" -g
"yes yes very good i come now bye" -v
"c u soon xx" -g
Some time later..
Voiid, or should we say Anthony now, was dressed to the 10s. And by that I mean he was literally wearing 10 pairs of spanx. He was beaming with sweat on his upper lip, having to lick it away every now and then. When he made it to "Bella's" house, he started repeating the self-loathing dialogue to himself in the car. He was told it would make him appear thinner from how much it made his confidence cave. He boldly went up to "her" door, knocking timidly at first, then a little too hard the second time. The door creaked open. Unlocked. He walked in without a word. He knew. His sheep skin condoms were drowning in the sweat pooling in his pockets. He was in the middle of pulling them out when he saw Bel- wait what. He dropped the soggy animal tubes. Thats a dude. "Not again." Anthony sighed.
"Yeah, sorry. I'm Garrett. I'm totally legal, don't worry." Garrett scratched the back of his head. His attire was rather.. scandalous. He wore nothing but.. a black dress? Truly the epitome of goth goddess and classy. And some typical nerd framed glasses. You would never see him without them.. because he couldn't see you if he took them off... Anthony sighed again and approached Garrett, his beefy hands slowly raising his sides.
"I came here to pipe a cutie, I guess you'll do."
Garrett's eyes lit up with excitement and joy, and perhaps.. arousal? He raised the dress to reveal his.. uh.... He tucked it, so I can't hand over those details. Sorry. However, his freshly bleached asshole gleamed from underneath his dark drape of a garment. This made Anthony's already fully erect, average sized penis, throb. He grabbed the frail, bowl-cut boy by the throat and slammed him into the bed-frame, pulling his dress over his head. He was totally nude. Anthony thought it was so hot. He didnt even have time to put on the AIDS preventing condom before he tore himself inside of Garrett's rectum. It hurt them both, but they both wanted it badly. This was both of their first times after all. They were pretty desperate at this point. Anthony clapped Garrett's cheeks until they were a mushy and useless purée of mixed boy pudding. He wasn't finished yet, however. He pulled out, wiped the shit off his dick, and turned his fucktoy, Garrett, around. He grabbed him by his hair and shoved his extremely normal sized cock down his throat. Tears, spit, and snot poured from the holes of Garrett's face as he was facefucked mercilessly. However, he was impressed with his lack of a gag reflex. He figured he was a natural born homosexual and was blessed with this trait. Before he knew it, the foul tasting and smelling goo sprayed from Anthony's cock and immediately down Garrett's throat. Anthony shoved him to the ground and ignored his pitiful coughing and gagging. "Sorry, I don't know how to drink water, so it might taste a little bad." Garrett gave him a thumbs up as if to tell him it was all good chief.
Garrett, having composed himself, motioned Anthony out of the door. He messaged him later that he was welcome to come back at any time ;)
