Kurt lounged on the threadbare couch, his thin frame dwarfed by the cushions, when Liam burst in with that mischievous grin. "Kurt, you look like you need an adventure. These little fungi will blow your mind—straight out of the ordinary." Liam's tall, chubby frame filled the doorway, his massive ass swaying like a challenge in those tight shorts. Kurt, 34 and straight as an arrow, snorted. "Psychedelics? I'm not 18 anymore, Liam. But fine, if it shuts you up."
They ingested the dose, and at first, it was laughs and witty jabs. "This stuff makes colors sing," Liam teased, flexing his cute feet on the coffee table. But then Kurt shifted, a sudden hardness straining his pants. "What the hell? My cock's like steel—won't quit." The psychedelics had triggered relentless erections, demanding release or agony. Liam's fat, sexy ass only amplified it, making Kurt's pulse race every time his roommate bent over.
"Shit, Kurt, I feel guilty," Liam said, voice sharp with concern. "My booty did this? It's not my fault it's so damn plump on this giant frame—like a male Amazonian." Kurt panted, sweating as his cock throbbed harder. "You're gay, Liam, but I'm straight. This horny nightmare is your fault for suggesting it." Liam chuckled wryly, "Medical emergency, roomie? Your cock's dripping already. Need to cum bad?"
The tension built, Kurt's ass clenching in the chair, both men locked in witty banter that crackled with unspoken heat. Liam's guilt hung heavy, but his gaze lingered, promising more in the days ahead.
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