Allow Me To Explain

The Live Stream Part II

"Perfect!" Brooklyn shoved a hand mirror into my face.

"Do you like it?"

Damn, it's actually pretty good.

"Neat." I commented, examining my colorful eyelids. Brooklyn squealed and hugged me. I can't push her away on camera. That would be awkward, so I just go with the flow.

She was like a fucking boa constrictor. I do have to admit that I really needed a hug.

Brooklyn turned to Cade.

"Your turn!"

She scanned him with some eagle eye stare, searching for some inspiration.

"Aha!" She finger-combed Cade's soft white hair.

"I'm gonna dye it pink!" She concluded.

"Nonononono, don't touch his hair, it's cute!" I blurted out.....on the live stream!!

"Awww! You're right! The white does look cute on him!" Brooklyn said, nudging me. I shrugged, a little bit uncomfortable.

(BIG FAT TIME SKIP BECAUSE I'M LAZY)

After the live stream, Cade and I were chilling outside, sucking on Popsicles. We watched Forest practice with his soccer ball lazily.

Suddenly I had an idea (I never have ideas. And when I do, they usually involve sex. And they don't end well.).

This one also involved sex.

"Hey Forest!" I called out to him.

"Yeah?" He responded, pausing his ball-dribbling momentarily to see what we were up to.

"You like to fuck girls, right?" I asked slyly.

"Ross, why are you asking me this right now?" He complained. Bruh, when else would I ask this? While you're jerking off at three a.m.? No? Didn't think so.

"Forest. Trust me on this one. Please." I begged. He rolled his eyes but said yes.

"Okay, so would you fuck me if I was a drag queen?" I asked.

"Ew, no!" He turned up his nose in disgust. Well, that didn't go according to the plan. Maybe I should dress in drag and try just in case he will ever change his mind. Also, because I'm bored.