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Chapter 12 by Free Body Diagram Free Body Diagram

How will you end your night?

Liz ditches you for someone else

You can feel the heat and excitement coming off Liz. You don’t know if it was her own performance or watching the rest of the show, but you can tell that she’s feeling hot and heavy. You want to take advantage of that and open your mouth to suggest moving things to a more private location.

Before you can, though, a man walks up and places his body in between you two.

“Hi, it’s Gabby, right?” he says. You think you recognize the guy as one of the male performers. He called himself Slam Chowder. He’s got a physique that puts yours to shame, and you know he’d be taller than you even if you weren’t sitting down.

“Yeah, hi,” your friend replies.

“I heard this was your first night. Congrats! I just wanted to make sure you knew about the afterparty. Most performers are going.”

“I,umm, yes I did hear about it.”

She sounds flustered. You try to get a word in edgewise but he just keeps going.

“Well I’d love to take you there. We could get to know each other better.”

You lean around Slams bulk and try to catch Liz’s eye but she seems to be swooning over this guy. You open your mouth to say something but no sound comes out.

“That’s sounds great!” She grabs her bag and stands up. She turns away without bothering to say goodbye.

“Rain cheque?” you call after her weakly. But she’s already on her way out. {if perform >=9} Along the way she and Slam meet up with her new friend. You suppose all three will head to the afterparty together.{endif}

Well fuck.

You decide that there’s nothing for it but to just head home. Tomorrow you can catch up with her and find out how it went. After a lonely cab ride and a solemn trudge up the stairs you arrive back at your apartment and, defeated, immediately get yourself ready for bed. You do send a message to Liz letting her know you’re home and that you hope she has fun at the afterparty.

It’s just as you’re turning out the lights that you get a response:

{if benefits=true}(Liz) holy shit this guy is packing

sorry but i think ive found my new favourite toy

That stings. You’re glad she’s having a good time. But you feel just enough pride left to tease her back a little.

(you) he may have the size but i doubt he can get you screaming like i can ;-)

After a minute she responds with a photo. She’s lying in between of the guy’s legs and holding his hard dick next to her face. Her mouth is wide open and it stretches up from her chin to the top of her head.

Yes, he puts you to shame in every category of measurement. Strangely enough, the sight of it makes you hard.

(Liz) better find some room for doubt

he already had me screaming harder better and faster

sorry not sorry :-P{else}holy shit this guy is packing

i think ive found my new favourite toy

That stings. This isn’t the first time she’s sent you a message from a hook up and you’re glad she’s having a good time. But you feel just enough pride left to take a chance and tease her back a little.

(you) yeah? i bet i could get you screaming better than he can if you ever gave me the chance ;-)

After a minute she responds with a photo. She’s lying in between the guy’s legs and holding his hard dick next to her face. Her mouth is wide open and it stretches up from her chin to the top of her head.

Yes, he puts you to shame in every category of measurement. Strangely enough, the sight of it makes you hard.

(Liz) oh honey

youd lose that bet

i bet ur not even worth taking the chance

sorry not sorry :-P{endif}

You try to come up with a response. But you can’t. Instead you put your phone away and jerk your hard cock, imagining what it must look like right now as your friend is getting railed by that massive tool.

The End

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