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This story was the first posted at Pink Chair Diaries.The rules for the stories was just that they needed to feature a bright pink blow up plastic chair with a dildo fastened in the middle of the seat.
PCD is down as I write this and while I’m sure they’ll get back up and running, in the meantime, here’s Ryan and Jason.
WARNING: NOT SAFE FOR WORK!
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©2004 (2007?) Jet Mykles, all rights reserved
Jason froze just inside of the doorway. What the hell?
The door clicked shut behind him.
Ahead of him, Ryan entered the narrow room and tossed his backpack onto the bed against the wall on the right. He spun to sit heavily next to it, immediately turning to open the mini-refrigerator that doubled as a nightstand. He took out a Coke. “You want one? Hey, what’s wrong?”
Jason blinked at him, then blinked back at… it. “What’s that?”
Ryan glanced at the thing sitting between the bed and the desk, then grinned. “A chair.”
“It’s pink.”
Ryan opened the can. “Yeah.”
“It’s got a…” Jason swallowed. “Is that what I think it is?”
“You mean the dildo? Yeah.” He took a drink.
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