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THE SOCIAL NETWORK KINK MEME
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"Mark," Eduardo whined. "I'm hungry. I haven't had dinner yet."
"So go eat."
Eduardo harumphed. Mark didn't even bother to turn from the monitor."You haven't had dinner yet,” he pointed out.
"You're getting me something to eat."
"Oh, am I?" Eduardo asked as he turned the chair around. Mark was smirking, eyes bright. He was still a little keyed up from confronting the Winklevoss twins last night, after Eduardo managed to convince him to at least send an email telling them he's pulling out from his project. Which lit a fire under his ass about getting thefacebook up before the twins finished shopping for another programmer for HarvardConnections. Which Eduardo wasn’t against, but that shouldn’t have meant Mark being glued to his keyboard and monitor for the last 17 hours.
Eduardo kneeled in front of Mark, while Mark looked on with a spark of interest. “Are you bribing me?”
“No, I’m just thinking of sucking my boyfriend’s dick,” Eduardo said, his hands moving restlessly on Mark’s upper thighs. Mark squirmed fitfully. “I’m thinking of giving him a blowjob right after dinner, in fact maybe right now, but my boyfriend,” Eduardo kissed the navel he exposed when he lifted Mark’s hoodie, “has been up since last night, and he’d be wiped out after that blowjob, and well, I really want that dinner.”
“Can’t we order a pizza?” Mark moaned.
“No, because I’ve finished at least two chapters in my Macroeconomics II textbook and I want to go out before I start sprouting roots on your bed, which is a very nice bed, but it doesn’t make me tacos.”
“You’re right, you’re not bribing me, this is blackmail.”
“Call it what you want,” Eduardo declared, swiftly getting to his feet, “but you’re eating something that’s not tuna from a can.”
He was about to pull Mark out of his chair, but Mark cried, “wait!” and started saving his latest work before latching on to his waist and allowed himself to be pulled up.
Eduardo was right by the way. It took Mark less than 20 seconds after he blew his load before he started snoring. He didn’t mind - he took care of business and made sure he cleaned himself up with Mark’s hoodie.
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