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Fresh sneakers squeaked across the floor as he dribbled his way towards the basket. Almost there… Not fast enough. Thin yet strong lanky arms wrapped around his middle tight, pulling him back so harshly that the ball shot from his arms.
“That’s cheating” he called out, ignored as his friend laughed away, tugging him to the ground. There was no hope, both drenched in laughs they struggled until one was on top. He grinned in his victory. “You know what happens to cheaters” he cackled as his fingers took over his sides in tickles, forcing the lanky man to his stomach in feeble attempts to get away.
Almost there… Just as he was rising up a hand drove upwards against his ass in playful smacks, sharp shivers that flushed crimson over his cheeks as he muttered a soft curse to his victorious friend “Fuckboy” a smile crossed his lips as he watched the champion scamper away for the ball… This wasn’t over.
What does fuckboy mean to you?