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Chapter 17 by Honeybunni Honeybunni

Who you gonna call? (Most ghusters?)

Call your Dad

There's only one thing for it. You have to call your Dad. He's the manliest guy you know. Hunting, fishing, refusung to acknowledge emotion or affection to the bitter end. Yeah, that's good ol' dad. He'll sort out this gay stuff no problem.

As you look through your contacts, you actually notice that he's been put down as "Daddy". God, he would hate to be called that. It was always "Call me Sir or Dad, no of that other sissy shit".

He's the best.

The phone is picked up a few seconds after you start to ring.

"Well, isn't this a pleasant surprise?" The voice on the other side is not your father. It sounds like an older man, one you haven't heard before. Stranger still, you feel your bulge in your pants start to stiffen just at the deep resonance.

"Hello?"

"Aren't you still with that Robbie boy? The tall handsome one?" The voice speaks calmly. He knows you for sure. Maybe an outside **** can set you back to your straight ways?

"No! I'm not with Robbie! Everything seems to be telling me that I am but I'm not! Do you believe me?"

"Oh I believe you baby." The word baby rings around your head. Your lips begin to glisten. Why does this dude's voice make you so goddamn horny? He continues, "Listen, if you want to talk about what's going on, I can have my car pick you up and take you over here."

You gulp. Your hand has found it's way to your bulge, rubbing your leaking tip gently. "Sure."

"Great! I'll message you when I'm ready." With that, the man hung up. What a dick move, didn't even say goodbye or anything! Was he trying to posture himself or something? Trying to make him be the big dog in the scenario.

Well you can show him. If he doesn't give you some answers about why your suddenly such a homo, then you'll have to take him on. You've watched enough MMA, it'll be a piece of cake wrapping your legs around him, being pinned under him, his arms holding you down tight, his breath heavy against your face, the smell of his sweat mixing with yours, your lips only inches apart, calling out to each other.

You'll show HIM who's boss!

Which date to prepare for?

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