Dustin’s (@spencerporterwrites) Hunter is such a pleasure to play against. I hope to do it again in the future.
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Dustin’s (@spencerporterwrites) Hunter is such a pleasure to play against. I hope to do it again in the future.
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Kirby looked down at the map he held in his hands, turning it over a couple times to see if he could get a better orientation. Every way he turned it, though, he was still lost. He looked around for someone to help him and settled on the closest person. He walked over and tapped the blond man on his firm bicep, waiting for him to turn around. “Um... C’n you help me? I think I’m kinda lost.”
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Puck sighed as he walked through McKinley’s hallways. He hadn’t been back here since graduating high school, a promise he made to himself the second he’d been handed his diploma. A lot had happened since graduating though, so he’d broken his own promise and was now on his way to teach a lesson to the New Directions, one of the few clubs he had been a part of while a student at McKinley. Puck found it ironic that he of all people had been asked to teach. If someone had told him in high school that he’d one day be teaching, he would have laughed at them before punching them in the face.
“Please give a warm welcome to my best friend, Puck!” Sam enthusiastically said as Puck walked into the classroom.
“’Sup, boys and girls? Today I’ll be teaching you all about how to be confident on stage or what I like to call how to be a badass. I was and still am the baddest ass McKinley has ever known. I know some of you are probably terrified of guys like me, but let me tell you, if you’re not confident, especially in high school, you’ll be eaten alive.” Puck scanned the room of unfamiliar faces, trying his best to read all of their reactions to what he had just said. He stopped when he noticed one of the kids smirking. “Ah yes, buzzcut blondie, ya think something’s funny? Please, tell us what’s so hilarious.”
Date Night - Hunter and Mike
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It had been a couple of days since Hunter asked Mike out on a date. Though that wasn’t the last that they spoke. He and Mike had been texting back and forth for the past week and a half due to the fact that he had to take care of some buisness in New Jersey on the day that he was suppose to start. He sent Mike a quick text to let him know and from there their long text history began. Tonight was date night and Hunter was a tad nervous, of course there was no way that he was going to show it. He quickly grabbed his cell phone and sent Mike a text.
Michael
Hunter: Good Morning, handsome.
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Admittedly, it was somewhat late when Brody showed up at Hunter’s door but this was important and well he’d had a few drinks. Banging on the door he grumbled to be let in before stumbling over to the couch once the door opened. “I fucked up...and I don’t know what to do.” He declared, resting his head in his hands while he sat.
[text] I don’t think you understand just how big his dick is!!! (Take your pick)
[ TEXT TO SPENCE] WHOSE DICK IS THIS AGAIN? I’m so confused[ TEXT TO SPENCE] Are we talking about Hunter’s?[ TEXT TO SPENCE] If so, why are we talking about Hunter’s dick, bro?[ TEXT TO SPENCE] I’m so confused. Talk about something my interesting?[ TEXT TO SPENCE] Like my dick???
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If any person were to come with a trigger warning it would be Dustin ( @spencerporterwrites ).
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“Well, it’d be a lot more comfortable if you weren’t sleeping on my rock hard pecs bud.” Spencer shook his head a little, shifting Max’s head to go in the softer part of his side and armpit area. “I appreciate the compliment though bud.”
“Don’t flatter yourself, dude. You’re pecs aren’t rock hard.” He said, moving his head back to rest on Spencer’s chest. “I mean, they’re big enough to put my cock between and get off with, but they’re soft enough to be a pillow still.”