"I could help you get off somewhere else, stud."
From Create Your Own Story
Your words take a second to register, but the huge man nods, breathing heavily, his hairy abs and chest rising and falling for a moment. He nods, and leaves the room. You follow, taking a second to get your towel, heading for the locker room. There are other men in the room, but once the Bull walks in ahead of you, a quiet hush falls through the room, and you can't help but watch the massive man as he angrily gets dressed. You slide into your jeans as he pulls on a tight red shirt with writing on it in white that says: "Squeal Like a Pig." You shiver, and zip up, tugging your shirt over your head in time to watch him stuff his still-hard meat into his jeans with one hand. He watches you, an intense look on his face, and heads out the double doors once you're ready. You both step out through the doors to the desk, where you hand in your keys, and walk out into the night with the huge man.
He leads you the parking lot, where he goes to the door of a pick up truck. He looks at you.
"You drive here?" he demands.
You shake your head.
"Fine. Get in," he says.
You get in the passenger seat, and the massive man gets in behind the driver's seat. He turns on the truck.
"Where you live?" he asks.
You tell him. He sighs. "I'm closer, but that's still a fucking half-hour drive." He's obviously anxious to get started. "Fuck," he swears, and slams the steering wheel.
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