He was too close to be able to look away. Our noses touched as he searched my eyes. It happened so fast that I didn’t have a chance to make a noise, much less to fight back. He dropped the paper to the ground and knocked me off his lap before he crawled on top of me, covering me with his body. Then he came along, and I figured out what it was for.
“I’ve been saving.” For a long time, though I didn’t know for what.
“How the fuck can you afford this? We work the same job!” “That is kind of hot being on the other side of that.” “I don’t… how did you… fucking sexy motherfucker… I will totally bone you… what is….” “An itinerary for three weeks in Asia next spring.” I knew the moment he got it once his breathing almost stopped completely. I heard him rip open the envelope and pull out the paper inside and start to read. I almost tore it to shreds right then, but he’d already snapped it out of my hands like a greedy little child, and I tried to hide my face against his stomach. I sighed and reached into the pocket of my light coat and pulled out an envelope. He bent over (for he was indeed as bendy as he had once claimed so very long ago) and kissed me deeply. You’re stuck with me, pretty much for forever.” “Then you can go fuck all the bagels you want, you weirdo. “We’re breaking up,” I told him quite seriously. I’d latch it into my hook hands and just go to fucking town on it.” I’d get a plain bagel, cover it with lube, then fuck it. “How would you jerk off if you only had hook hands?” I wondered aloud. “I don’t think I’d touch my junk if I had hook hands,” he said. “You know there’s a homicidal hobo with hook hands jerking it to our conversation over there in the bushes.” “Where else was something like that supposed to go? Besides, you didn’t seem to mind when I pressed it against your balls.” I don’t think I’ll get that look on your face out of my mind as long as I live.” Well, except for that neck massager you bought that I thought was supposed to be anal beads. “But you haven’t given me a bad present yet. “Yeah, I would have made your life a living hell until you bought me something,” he agreed. Even if I’d thrown you a supersecret birthday party with all your friends and family, you’d have still bitched and moaned.” You would have given me so much crap had I not gotten you a present.
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