22/Gay/NE England If anyone wants to toilet control me, HMU - I need to be controlled
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If Anyone Wants To Toilet Control Me, HMU - I Need To Be Controlled
If anyone wants to toilet control me, HMU - I need to be controlled
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Padded day off to a very soggy start đ
Hello again! This story was commissioned by a lovely repeat customer and I got permission to post it for yâall to enjoy. Hope you like it!
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âChug! Chug! Chug!â
Connor chants along with the other boys as Jack downs the rest of his beer, his throat working up and down as he drinks. His sweat glistens slightly against his skin, catching the mid-morning light as he tips his head back to finish the last few drops before gasping in a breath of air and crushing the empty can in his hands.
âYeah!â Will cheers from the passengerâs seat, laughing goofily. âDidnât think you could actually do it!â
âDid he finish?â Henry asks, taking his eyes off the road for a couple of seconds to glance backwards at Jack. Connor doesnât really mindâthey havenât seen another car in at least five minutes, and the expanse of road ahead of them is as straight as an arrow and smooth like glass.
The four of them are on a road trip, having finished their third year of college together a couple of short weeks ago, and in order to save money on gas theyâd decided to pile into Henryâs old four-person car instead of taking two separate vehicles. Itâs a little bit cramped, and very hot with their combined body temperatures warming up the small space, but luckily enough, Jack had the foresight to fill one of their mini coolers with sodas and beer, squeezing it between his and Connorâs feet in the backseat.
Connorâs pretty sure heâd have already died of heatstroke if it werenât for Jackâs smart thinking. His smarts are one of the few things Connor admires about himâAs the brain of the group, Jack always has the solution for any problem, and heâs kind enough not to judge, either. Before Connor came out to Henry and Will, the two of them had found a gay porn magazine stashed beneath his dorm room bed, and all it had taken was a panicked look towards Jack for his friend to jump to his defense with an excuse about art majors and the human figure.
Connor is pretty sure thatâs the moment he fell for Jack. (Fell hard.)
Unfortunately, his crush (which has since spiraled into something much more) is just about the one problem Jack canât fix for him. Connorâs three closest friends may know that he plays for the other team now, but that doesnât mean they share the sentiment at all. Heâs spent a lot of time trying to convince himself otherwise, but he always circles back around to Jack being straight.
That doesnât mean he canât admire his friend from afar, though, and admire he does. Like now, for instance, as Jack lets out a long sigh and wipes the sweat from his brow with the hand still holding his beer can, a soft sigh escaping his lips. âDamn, that was good,â he says, his voice low and smooth, turning to glance at Connor. âYouâd better catch up, man. That was my second.â
âIâm almost done,â Connor retorts, lifting his own can to his lips. âNot everyone can swallow the whole can in one go.â
Jack lets out a huff of a laugh as Connor takes a few gulps of his second beer of the day, enjoying the crisp coldness of the drink as it trickles down his throat. âWeak,â Will jeers with a snort, turning back around in his seat to watch the open road. Connor narrows his eyes playfully at him, continuing to enjoy his beer.
âHey, pass me a soda, would you?â Henry asks, taking one hand off the wheel and waving it in the direction of the cooler. âI donât care what kind.â
âI got it,â Jack says, flipping the lid of the cooler and fishing out a can of ginger ale. âMust suck to have to stay sober this whole drive.â
âWhatever,â Will scoffs. âAt least we wonât have to piss an hour more into the drive.â
âCaffeine is a diuretic, too, idiot,â Henry laughs, reaching back to take the offered can of soda. âBut it doesnât matter. Weâve got all the time in the world to get to the site. As long as we check in before dark, we can stop as many times as we want.â
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First time trying and recording something like this. Might have to give it another go sometime!