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Dicks Feel Better Than Carrots
Date: 10/27/2014, Categories: Gay Male, Author: Zhenit, Rating: 2, Source: LushStories
we could just put this weird moment behind us. I didn’t want to create the impression that I had to go somewhere quickly with these carrots, because that could have given my real intentions away. So the plan was to join him to his dorm, have a few drinks, talk a bit and then leave. “Sure,” I answered. When we arrived at his dorm we went straight to the living room. It was kind of messy; clothes, half-empty take-out meals and books were scattered all around the room. The smell was as you would expect; stale and musky. The musky smell kind of gave away that he was not the only man living here. He tried to clean up some of the mess by taking some of the boxes with him to the kitchen. “Please take a seat,” he said while picking up an old pizza box. He quickly returned with two beers, presenting one of them to me. “Oh. I don’t drink alcohol.” I told him. He looked at me, frowning for a moment but then put the beer on the table, took off to the kitchen and returned with a coke. I was too shy to tell him that I don’t really enjoy the taste of coke so I just accepted it and smiled faintly. He sat next to me and took a sip from his beer. “So, carrots…” Allan said pleased. I smiled awkwardly, still not knowing how to react. I didn’t know what he thought I was going to do with those carrots. Maybe he believed me and he was actually making fun of the fact that I’d eat carrots on the train. I mean if you think about it, it’s a pretty silly idea. So yeah, I really hoped that was what he ...