Hoodie fetish (Whipped Cream Pt. 4)
“Ah, here we are.” Ryan suddenly stopped, then started pacing quickly up the toys aisle of Target.
“Ryan, how many times do I have to tell you? I’m not doing it!” Darrion groaned, as Ryan stopped in front of the pile of Star Wars lightsabers.
“Darrion, I know you don’t want to, but the truth is…” The green-haired geek turned around, arming a red light-saber, a sly look on his face. “I think you would look really hot as Obi-Wan, especially wearing a hood.”
This time Darrion grinned back at this lover. “You really think so?”
“Yeah. I bet the guys at Comic-Con won’t be able to keep their hands off of you...” He leaned in a little toward Darrion, squeezing the athlete’s sides arousingly. “And you know I won’t be able to either.” Ryan whispered teasingly in Darrion’s ear. “You know how I have the hots for Ewan McGregor.”
Darrion grinned, licking the lovable geek’s neck teasingly. “I want the green lightsaber.”