This choice: Draw something, to be safe. • Go Back...Chapter #5You sit down and grab a slip of paper. by: magnakumqwate Once more you get to your desk, noting the feel of office chair against your naked ass, the chill of wood as you lay your arms, and the ambient cool as the heat of your slumber left your body. But still, somehow, you were totally getting hard. Other You was shivering from more than cold, his skin bumpy with equal parts fear and arousal. You turned your head to meet him, and he felt your breath caress his jaw. He turned around then and there and kissed you. You gripped your shaft with your drawing hand.
The familiar pop put an end to the fun, as you both let out a voiceless, shaking breath, mouthing the name of the one you both liked. Once more you kissed each other, appreciating the wrinkles on your slightly chapped lips. Then with only the vigor adrenaline can give you, you sped to work on the paper, Other You teething himself around your ear as you furiously scribbled. Annoyed, you pushed him off with your head, his face brushing in your hair. He resolved to tweak his nipple instead and rub his leg against yours; of course, you felt them too. It wasn't just his erection, after all, being nursed between your thighs.
Other you stopped his groping for a moment to look at what you drew. To this, you could sense, he smiled. In the new pencil box you labelled, "mirror", your clone labeled, "Other Me"...
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