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Saturday 3 September 2011 photo 4/16
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"He waits until he hears the shower running before he barges into the bathroom.
Eru frowns at him, but shrugs at Buggy’s excuse about needing the toilet really, really bad and disappears back behind the shower curtain.
Buggy smirks to himself, drops his trousers and concentrates.
He keeps imagining how good it’s going to feel, tight and hot and oh so perfect.
He decides it’s best to keep his eyes closed, because the sight of such a sensitive and vital organ flying across the room makes him feel a little sick.
Only that’s apparently a bad idea, because with his eyes closed he can’t really see what he’s doing, and even if they were open the shower curtain is blocking his view, and Buggy doesn’t know if his aim is off or if Eru moves at the last moment or if the universe just hates him, but his scream doesn’t stop echoing off the tiles for a good few minutes when the head of his cock manages to collide with a fair bit of force against the wall."
"Buggy hates Eru.
And he has a new plan.
A plan which involves keeping an ice pack on his crotch at all times.
It’s a temporary plan. He’ll come up with a better one when he can walk without wincing."
"Buggy has a new plan.
It involves repeatedly slamming his head against the wall.
He also has a plan to amend the current plan, but he’s pretty content with it for the moment."
(perverted texts are the best =W=)
And he has a new plan.
A plan which involves keeping an ice pack on his crotch at all times.
It’s a temporary plan. He’ll come up with a better one when he can walk without wincing."
It involves repeatedly slamming his head against the wall.
He also has a plan to amend the current plan, but he’s pretty content with it for the moment."
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