Rolando fell into a dark hole…never to be seen again...
“owwwwww.”
“Get up. Stop acting like a baby.” Edgar tsked.
“Argh! Who said I was acting? And if I’m such a baby, then does that make you my Daddy?” Rolando slyly teased Edgar with a wink.
Edgar rolled his eyes at his joking, cute, best friend, and stuck out his hand to help his best friend/secret crush out of the empty pothole Rolando’s dumbass just fell into.
And he took it. However, there was a small problem. Edgar felt all of his best friend’s body weight drop as soon as their hands made contact.
So you want to play it like that huh? Well, two can play at that game. Edgar smirked as he helped Rolando up. Oh, he pulled Rolando up alright, a little too up, and a little too close, so close, that in fact their lips had touched for a mere second. But what both boys didn’t know, was that… each of them wished for the ‘touching of lips’ to last longer, Both had a burning desire for each other, both thought the other only thought of them as a best friend, and after that ‘touch of lips’ both were about to erupt.
But, erupt of what…I wonder?
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