forum T h E G a Y e S t R o L e P l a Y E v E r

Started April 23, 2018 by @@CheezeJesus

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Cal turns and takes a swipe of frosting off of Orion's face with a finger, sticking it in his mouth.
"Mmm, maybe. It's kinda like you though, because you're pretty sweet too."

Orion blushes, twining his tail around his leg.

Sam, standing up, squints at the two people who had just walked into the hotel. He thought of making an attempt at cleaning the front of his suit off, but decided it probably would make things worse. "Well. Looks like we're not alone after all."

"Watch out ya lover-cats!" Matt warned as he recovered from his laughing fit and grabbed a bowl filled with honey buns.

Sam turned around. "Oh gods, don't you dare start that again."

“You think so? I mean, I wasn’t paying attention for one of those, but maybe there is,” Floyd said. He pushed off the counter and walked into the living room, searching for a cellphone, or a landline.

Matt stopped and stared directly at Sam. "But why not….?" He seemed to whine.

"I'm with him on this one," Cal said gesturing to Sam.

"Oh wait," he said, eyes lighting up. He reached into his pocket and pulled out his cell phone. "I have this, it's just not charged."

"Because you do not need to torment strangers with food. Hell, we just met an hour ago!" Sam scoffed

Matt stuck his tongue out at Sam without breaking eye contact and shoved a honey bun in his mouth before placing the bowl back on the table.

Floyd huffed, not finding anything in the living room. The bedroom, maybe? “I don’t have my phone on me,” he said as he walked into the bedroom.

Sam scowled, moving to cross his arms before realizing that would make more of a mess of himself. "Do you stuff everything in your mouth like that?'

//must… refrain…

(lmaoo)
Asura followed Floyd, arms crossed. He pulled up his sleeve and examined the tattoo again. He sort of liked it. The cursive was beautiful, and the name "Floyd" wasn't all that bad either.

Floyd searched the bedroom, even looking into a closet. When he did go into the closet though, he noticed that a slab of plaster looked like it could be pushed aside. “Hey, look at this! I think there’s an attic in this place.”

He looked over at Floyd. "I don't want to go in the closet, my gay ass came out a while ago."

Floyd laughed at that and he grinned. “Do you at least mind giving me a boost so I can see what’s up there? Might not even be anything, and I might fall through the floor of it.”

"Yeah, just try not to fall through the floor, I don't want you to get hurt," he said, walking over to Floyd.