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"Morin' bro." Miguel jolts awake to find his roomate's face inches from his own. He attempts to move, but his arms and torso were held in place. He awoke so abruptly that he took a moment to notice that the warmth he felt above his navel area was in fact the jock's blood-pumped member, tenting his boxers. He tilts his head to look at it, the bulge almost hypnotizing him, but Angel pushes his face back up to face him. "Eyes up here, bro. Didn't you get a good enough look last night?" Angel teased nonchalantly, sporting a relaxed smile. The blonde gulped, his heart skipping a beat, as he just came to his senses and realised what this was about.

"D-dude, it's not like that, I-I was- There was- It's just-" Miguel's words get cut off as Angel's hand slid up to cover his mouth. His grip on the blonde tightens. "Relax, my bro. I mean, if you wanted it... you coulda just asked."

EDIT: I was torn between giving Angel his boxers or not, and ended up not doing it. But turns out I'm a dummy, and he has to be wearing them for the storyline to make sense. So there!

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Anonymous

The face squish is mwah 🤌

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2023-08-09 00:58:06 I <3 them sooo much haha
2023-08-01 00:13:44 I <3 them sooo much haha

I <3 them sooo much haha