Chapter Seventeen

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Branson Williams I eye the silicone toy in my hand. My neck is hot, and I glance at my friend Dylan who's smiling. "You look hilarious holding that" he chuckles. Things have heated up with Noah and I, and although I still can't stand him, I want to be prepared. So that's why we're in The s*x Palace. "I don't know what to get, alright '' I put the dildo back, glancing around at the wall of toys. "Probably not a huge ass dildo Bran" Dyl makes a point, and I continue to look around. A male worker, in skinny jeans and a t-shirt comes over to us. "You guys need some help?" he asks, no judgment in his voice. "What do you recommend for a newly found gay man?" Dylan asks, making my face catch fire. The worker glances between us, but makes his way down the wall of s*x toys. He grabs a c

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