'Wallahi, why am I here? He said he was going to be here soon for some blow and hookers, but I don't see him'
Oof was wondering where his buddy was at. They had set to meet up around noonish for a private party for the two of them, and a few lady-boys. After the covid-19 global shut down, they had wanted to meet up and cut the shit. He admittedly was a bit early, but Pepsi was almost always early. Oof had brought along some food supplies, so they could eat while watching the girls go at it.
'Let me get this shit inside the room before it gets too warm', he thinks to himself as he heads up the to elevator. They had settled on a hotel in Germany due to the familiarity of the culture, the approx. of hookers, and he would have the upperhand here. Pepsi knew a lot of languages but never quite knew German. Oof knew German, however. Almost as well as he knew every inch of Pepsi's cock by memory. He's seen Pepsi's dick online but never in person; yet, it seemed so familiar. In videos, he's watched in glisten going out that cute little femmeboys ass. Sometimes he had to catch himself thinking about in Pepsi in public. Like right now! 'Fuck!', he almost said it audibly as his cloth wrapped cock almost poked a hole in the bag. He had worn comfortable slacks, but the zipper stuck out a bit further due to this ... hard situation.
Throwing the bag in its entirety in the fridge after he shuffled to the hotel room, he went to the bathroom real quick. He had to "relief himself" of unwanted distractions, if he was going to face Pepsi without getting excited too fast. Washing himself of his sticky sins, he caught a glance of the stiff couch. No matter how fancy the place, the couches are always shit, innit? There's a bag on the couch, a 'MUKER' plastic bag filled with clothing inside and note.
Habibi Oof,
I had a great idea. Me and the boys are at this studio I found on AirB&B, and we wanna shoot a scene while we hang out. We all are wearing this brand of clothing called Muker. It is Mu's and Baker's ship clothing brand, and it looks great on me. Gluc is wearing the bottoms. They didn't send him a shirt . Some say he's most likely isn't even allowed to wear a shirt of this brand, from Mu's orders. Anyways, I'm with the boys and girls, I love you and I'll see you when you get here.
There's no God except the Golden God,
Pepsi N.
'So this fucking cunt wants me to come to him? Alright, I'll fucking cum'
