lost boy ☠

      ‘ –and how old are you, hmm? you look pretty young too, yanno? ’ her brows rose before she grinned a bit. ‘ i should have guessed, you have really soft looking hands. great for tugging dicks, i suppose. ’ she replied with a laugh. ‘ so, how’s the tug and rub business treatin’ ya? ’

“I’m twenty-five,” he nodded. “But I do have a pretty young face,” he conceded. Preston let out a choked noise, his cheeks flushing at her crassness. “Jesus, um. Well, it pays the bills,” he shrugged.

“I don’t know what your name is.”

“Preston. My name is Preston.”

“You’re weird, Fluffy. You play with dick for a living.”

“Please stop...calling me fluffy,” he muttered.

       ‘ how sweet of you; a whole grade higher, i’m honored. so poodle, i haven’t seen you around here before, what is it you do, hmm ? ’

“Yep, a full entire grade,” he chuckled. “Poodle?” he repeated, his brows knitting. “I um, I’m a fluffer.”

“Why not?”

“it’s just...not really my thing.”

“Yes, but we’re exploiting sex.”

“Which, in a lot of ways, is worse.”

“Yeah, I mean, why not? It’s all in the name of the game, right?”

“I um, I don’t know? Exactly what game are you talking about?”

“Of course. Exploit everything possible, make that money.”

“To be fair, we have little room to talk. This whole industry is pretty exploitative.”

      ‘ —-more like five years ago, but yanno… details. ’ she replies, chuckling a bit in the process. ‘ i got into college when i was seventeen, but some people say i look like an eighth grader. what do you think? ’

Preston’s brows raised in disbelief, letting out a quiet laugh as she continued. “I think I’d be a little more generous and say ninth grader, “ he teased.

“Don’t you have better things to do? Like - I don’t know - your job?”

“I wasn’t doing it at work, wasn’t affecting my job, but thanks for your concern.”

“Someone call the priest.”

“I bet it would be some Linda Blair shit. I bet she would probably film her exorcism too. Gotta get those views.”

“Don’t apologize,” she said. “Sorry if I make you uncomfortable… Comes naturally, I suppose.”

“You naturally make people uncomfortable?”

“But here you are. So you did it anyway,” he said with a shrug. “Something like that. It’ll be fun. I mean, I’m straight, so it’s chill. It’s all in the name of fun and sex.”

Preston simply shrugged, not really wanting to admit that he was easily persuaded. His eyes narrowed, head tilting at August’s words. “But.. I don’t -- You’re trying to seduce your manager, even though you’re straight?”

“I didn’t say you were, babe. So what’s wrong, then? You don’t do random sex with strangers?”

”Um, no. No, not normally, no.”

“I dunno, I sort of got distracted by your face…”

“Oh, I um, I’m sorry?”

“That sounds exciting. Does someone need to be exorcised?”

“Quite possibly. It got a little scary for a few minutes. Pretty sure she was speaking Latin at some point.”

“And what’s her name?”

“Uh, Koda. She talks about video games. Does walk throughs. Stuff like that.”