Toge slipped into the kitchen to get himself another drink. He needed to calm his nerves after that /whole experience/. He picked up the bottle on the counter and registered the label, his eyes widening. He swallowed hard. It was a different bottle, but the black label stared back at him the same way another black label stared at him while the neck of that bottle slid in and out of Choso's glistening hole. Toge bit his lip.
“It’s getting rowdy in the living room.” The sultry tone was gone, but Toge would recognize that voice anywhere.
He whipped around and the bottle of Jack slid from his grasp in his panic and surprise at coming face to face with Choso. Choso’s reflexes were lightning quick, ducking to grab the bottle before it smashed on the floor. He chuckled as he straightened up. “Didn’t mean to startle you.”
Toge gulped. His eyes flicked from Choso’s face, to the bottle of Jack in his hand, and back. He felt his face flushing as the memories of that same hand pushing an empty bottle of Jack in and out, in and out flooded his brain. Choso’s brow furrowed at Toge’s awkward behavior.
He glanced down at the bottle in his hand, recognition dawning on his features. He stepped closer, crowding into Toge’s space as he reached around him to place the bottle back on the counter, caging Toge in.
“Careful, Toge. You don’t want to make a mess.” The sultry tone was back. Choso watched as Toge’s pupils dilated.
Toge could feel his body reacting traitorously and unfortunately, he was powerless in that moment with Choso so close, using that alluring voice on him. Saying his /name/. His cock filled out, tenting in his pants. They were too close for Toge to hide it, especially with Choso’s leg between his.
He smirked and leaned closer, pressing his thigh against Toge’s erection. “I hope you enjoyed the stream tonight.” His lips brushed the shell of Toge’s ear as he said the words. Toge shivered, his cock throbbing in his pants where Choso’s thigh pressed against him.
Choso backed out of his space and turned to leave the kitchen before pausing and glancing back at Toge. “If you need help with that—” his eyes flicked down to Toge’s crotch and back up— “I’m the last door on the left.” He winked and walked out.
Toge stood, shocked and ready to combust, his cock painfully hard in his pants. After that, he really /would/ need help with this. Was Choso actually offering or was it all an act? Toge bit his lip, glaring down at his tented pants. He grabbed the bottle of Jack and took a swig straight from the bottle, then another, wincing at the burn.
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