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My Glory Hole: i dont share

Breeder: How drunk are you right now?

My Glory Hole: prety drank

My Glory Hole: at least 47X5

Breeder: I’m going to assume you mean you aren’t into sharing me, which is great. I’m not into sharing you either.

My Glory Hole: god

Breeder: Send me a picture of your dick, I miss him.

I reach for my pants and pull open the waist band of my green Shrek shorts.

“What the hell are you doing?!”

That sounded like Porter.

I snap a picture of my soft dick, with flash since I’m classy, and send it before looking up.

Half the team is standing around me, staring.

“What?”

“Who did you just send a dick pic to?” Porter demands, crossing his arms, and looking real captain-y.

“Mind your own business. My dick is none of your concern.” I shove my phone in my armpit and clamp my arm down so they can’t get it.

Osha is doubled over laughing. Lancelot looks like he’s trying to disappear into the couch, Blondie and Shredder are staring at me in horror.

“What? Like you’ve never sent a dick pic to someone who asked for it.”

“Who the hell are you fucking thataskedfor a dick pic?” Blondie steps forward. “You know chicks don’t actually like those, right? They laugh at them and share them with their friends. Who also laughs at them.”

“You’re not even hard, did you really just send a naked mole rat pic?!” Shredder demands and now I’m feeling a little self-conscious about it. “No positioning or anything! Just open your pants and snap a picturewith flash!”

“Are you a professional dick pic taker? Why are you all up in my shit, bro?”

“If I see your dick on social media tomorrow, I’m going to be so pissed.” Porter pinches the bridge of his nose.

“How would you even know it was mine?”

“Because you helicopter that shit every day in the locker room? I’m pretty sure everyone on the team could identify you by your dick.”

“Aww. I didn’t know you guys all cared that much. That’s really sweet.” I have those hot fluffies again.

Osha is on the floor, holding his stomach. He might have peed.

“How is any of that sweet?” Blondie asks, confused as fuck.

“You’re paying attention! You can identify my body if the gremlins get me.”

My phone buzzes in my hand.

Breeder: Please tell me you were alone when you took this.

My Glory Hole: the boys tink the cant id net me by by dick its no sweet

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