Buzz slowly lifted his hands to Woody's body. His breath was hot, much hotter than the shower water. Woody turned and avoided Buzz's touch. He was not going to become gay, he thought. This made Buzz want him even more. Buzz cornered Woody in the shower like a priest to a six year old boy.
"You can't run away that quickly, cowboy." Buzz snickered™
"Buzz please stop. I'm not gay."
Buzz had softly grabbed at Woody's hips. Their bodies were close, each breath that Buzz took sent tiny shivers down Woody's skin.
'Am i gay?' Woody questioned. Maybe this was the moment for him to let go of the closet. Buzz began getting even closer, until their chest's touched. It was very gay. Woody couldn't deny it anymore, he wanted Buzz. He always had.
Woody brought his lips to Buzz. It was the hottest thing woody had ever experienced, he wanted more. He begn trailing his hands downward, towards Buzz's no no square. Buzz moaned as Woody began running his hand along his erect snickers bar™. Woody began going faster as Buzz thrusted into Woody's body, begging for more than just his hand.
The cowboy bent downwards and began to caress Buzz's hard penile unit with his tongue. His head bobbed until he couldn't take it anymore. He needed Buzz.
He stood back up and pressed his body against the space ranger. Buzz already knew what Woody wanted, and he wasn't one to disappoint.
