>>14208429Bea’s dedicated right hand man prepared for his task with the grim sense of duty befitting a ninja. He had changed into a nice silk robe for easy removal when the time came and set a bottle of ISO 19671 compliant personal lubricant in a warming canister, not that there were going to be any condoms to worry about tonight. Laying out the contents of the ludicrously expensive minibar gyro shook his head. Sure, Bea would be comping all the expenses from selling the recordings she was making of the night’s dad encounters but he still couldn’t help but think it would be better spent on upgrading the Minecraft server or boosting Discord. Oh well. He sent his mark a DM offering some free gacha tokens if he would stop by his room and sent Bea three DMs for no particular reason. A glance at his “#1 Confirmed Bea DMs” plaque filled him with a little shame and he gently covered it with a cloth to hide the sins of the night from his pride and joy. “It will all be worth it in the end. I want to believe it so it’s true” he thought to himself, not sure if he really did believe it.
It didn’t take long for a gentle knock on the door to alert him of Cagechama’s presence. Gyro opened the door and waved in the Risuna pajama clad figure, halfheartedly gesturing at the carefully arranged contents of the minibar. He didn’t have to be asked twice and eagerly cracked open a pint of tequila. It was going to be one of those nights. “So, Dave, I can call you Dave, right? Anyway, I got these Final Fantasy XIV redeemable codes from one of Square Enix’s marketing guys on the plane. I mentioned that I knew someone who liked playing and he hooked me up.” Gyro swallowed nervously. “Remember the file, this one likes it rough” he reminded himself. “Look, I know you want these. There’s something I want too. You hook up with me and I’ll hook you up in turn.” Megane was already a little drunk at this point and it was hard to tell if the redness in his face was from the alcohol or the bold approach. He broke eye contact but the ninja knew the rear entrance would be unguarded. Games could come later, it was time for action.
The Discord admin turned volunteer escort’s hand raced up CC’s inner thigh and ripped off his pajama bottoms. He had clearly been doing Nair reps for the only thing visible was smooth, hairless skin and the glint of a chastity cage struggling to contain his rapidly swelling member. Gyro’s robe was off his body in a moment after, falling to the floor with a grace belying the rest of the scene. Squirting his ample member with lube like mustard on the world’s most diabolical hotdog, he thrust his spear home where it met with surprisingly little resistance. Pleased that his elasticity calculations had been correct, he began thrusting back and forth like a rutting bull who just won his prize. This was kind of like what they call “fun” wasn’t it? For his part, the glasses enjoyer wasn’t a dead fish either, thrusting back with his hips in syncopated rhythm to the slapping of his partner’s family jewels. They weren’t exactly making love, but they were making a music of sorts. It didn’t take long for the stud to finish, unleashing the fruits of his labor across Megane’s megane at his insistence. Maybe that wasn’t so bad after all. Ushering the now sticky Irishman to do the walk of shame back to his room with his promised payment of gacha codes, the totally drained dad picked up his phone to DM Bea the results of his experiment only to find she had messaged him first. “Shit, that was five minutes ago!” he panicked. Reading the message did nothing to calm him. “Hey gyro, you didn’t run that script, did you? It was broken and I was going to fix it, but mendokusai.” “Nope, sure didn’t” he lied, pale in the face. He would take that secret to his grave. “Anyway gyro, send Colon a message asking for a favor. Tell him it’s about yuki.”
