A Short Story
by Trashkins
Noah was thinking about Carl again. Carl was a thicc sexy marine with lean ♥♥♥♥ and fit ass.

Noah walked over to the window and reflected on his sexy surroundings. He had always loved the Kisd Career Center with its mashed, manky mr sharps classroom. It was a place that encouraged his tendency to feel horny.

Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the a thicc figure of Carl .

Noah gulped. He glanced at his own reflection. He was a handsome, bootilicious, coffee drinker with thicc ♥♥♥♥ and slim ass. His friends saw him as a gleaming, gigantic gay barista. Once, he had even revived a dying, carl.

But not even a handsome person who had once revived a dying, carl, was prepared for what Carl had in store today.

The hail the size of carls smaller testicle teased like throbbing that sweet sweet nectar of love, making Noah sexy. Noah grabbed a throbbing banana that had been strewn nearby; he massaged it with his fingers.

As Noah stepped outside and Carl came closer, he could see the innocent glint in his eye.

"I am here because I want booty clappin," Carl bellowed, in a slim tone. He slammed his fist against Noah's chest, with the force of 6472 booty clappings. "I frigging love you, Noah ."

Noah looked back, even more sexy and still fingering the throbbing banana. "Carl, you’re my daddy," he replied.

They looked at each other with lovely feelings, like two lonely, long lovers tightening at a very tight ass noahs graduation party, which had pornhubs intro music music playing in the background and two adorable uncles growing to the beat.

Noah studied Carl's lean ♥♥♥♥ and fit ass. Eventually, he took a deep breath. "I'm sorry, but I can't give you booty clappin," he explained, in pitying tones.

Carl looked cute, his body raw like a better, bad baby food.

Noah could actually hear Carl's body shatter into 1434 pieces. Then the thicc sexy marine hurried away into the distance.

Not even a cup of coffee would calm Noah's nerves tonight.

THE END