Who gets the fork?
Trevor
"I really insist, Frank." Before his date could object, Trevor moved under the table to look for the fork. He got onto all fours and moved around looking for it.
How hard was it to find a fork? Frank on the other hand, let his mind wander a bit to dirtier thoughts than he would usually on a first date.
Trevor was a cute guy and he couldn't resist on taking Trevor to his place already. Frank's dick slowly got harder thinking about the younger man under him.
He hoped Trevor couldn't see his boner start to show through his pants.
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