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we`re so damn immature.
2010-07-07 @ 12:58 a.m.


he asks me to come to bed with him to keep him company as he falls asleep, then he asks me to rub his back because it's tense, so i do. i'm sitting there next to his naked body, rubbing his lower back, and because he has a cute ass, i start squeezing it too. i'm grabbing at his back with open hands, trying to relax his muscles like he's a piece of meat, and i grab and knead one of his ass cheeks a little too hard.

he jumps nearly a foot. "whoa!"
i giggle. "sorry."
he giggles. "i just didn't know what you were trying to do there."
i start chuckling. "you have a cute ass, so i was just you know ... grabbin' it."
he's chuckling now. "well i was just a little confused. i mean, you practically opened up my asshole."

disintegration into hysterical laughter; no further progress was made.