Dropping his bags off at home, Michael headed down to the Aquarium. Sure, it was a stretch from there to the rest of their date, but the Boardwalk was something most needed to acclimatize to before being dropped metaphorically head first. Some thought it was gaudy, loud, and as obnoxious as a Jersey Shore episode. While Metody didn't strike him
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"Hey! How was class?"
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Finally, he did. "Oh, hey Met, yeah, it was all right. It was Basic Anatomy and Advanced American Lit. You weren't waiting long were you?"
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"Nope, just a few minutes! Just long enough to decide I really want to get a fish. Do you want to go on in, or we could go find you something to eat..?"
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"You look good blushing." He chuckled and slowly moved his hand up and down over the material and length several times. His own arousal was fine for the moment and he took that time to enjoy the fact that he felt right at home doing ...this.
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"I have a lot of piercings." He sounded more apologetic than anything else. He took a deep breath, cheeks reddening more, and leans forward to gently nip at Michael's ear lobe. " - pointing it out only makes it worse, you know.*
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"I ...can I see?" he asked while thumbing over some of the metal he was referring to - it was an absolute look of curiosity and lust that he gives, hoping for a yes.
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He had not been kidding about the piercings. There was a crown of five rings at the head of his cock, and then a line of barbells that marched down, down, down the front of it, over his balls and back. Because it was Metody, the balls of the barbells were bright colors, arranged in chromatic order from brilliant red down to a deep and brooding indigo. The tattooed leaves whirled everywhere, thickest at his hips, and done smaller and more delicately on his cock and balls.
"Ah - " His hands hovered up and down as he warred with his normal impulse to cover himself. "Um. Lots of them. That doesn't bother you, does it...?"
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