Slide-Boy

A real gangster on my soul

You know what it is, I was in the trap survin cocaine I ain't been the same since, that's that original Slide-Boy shit.

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Slide-Boy

A real nigga from the trap

Imma Slide-Boy

Gay

Bois liking bois

Gay
Goten’s bare butt seemed to gleam in the sunlight as he look down at it. He placed a hand on Goten’s soft butt and gave it a rub.

Goten squirmed in discomfort as Trunks patted and pinched his butt cheeks.
SMACK!
Trunks raised his hand and slapped the center of Goten’s butt.
“AHH!” Goten cried out in pain.
Trunks frowned in annoyance at his friend’s upper back. “Ugh, your shirt is in the way, Goten.” He gripped the shirt at the center of Goten’s back.
“Trunks, w-w-wait! What’re you doing to—”
With a loud ripping noise, the shirt was torn off his body like tissue! Now
Goten lay across Trunks’ lap, completely naked!
“TRRRUUUNNNNKKKKSSSS!” Goten whined. “OW! OOH! AH!”
SMACK, SMACK, SMACK!
Trunks delivered the last three slaps to Goten’s rear in very quick sessions and then he paused, watching as his handprints appear in red on the flesh of Goten’s butt and then fades away.
“Heh-heh, this is much better, now I got a better aim at my target!” Trunks said, still smacking away at his naked friend’s butt.
SMACK, SMACK, SMACK, SMACK, SMACK, SMACK!
Goten’s getting a boner! He laughed inside his own head, barely suppressing his gleeful cackle. Oh I’m going to have to explore ‘that’ part of Goten later….
“AAHH! OOH! AH! YOUCH! OOH!” Goten cried as each smacks was delivered to his very battered rear, completely oblivious to his own boner pressing on Trunks’ thigh. “Trunks, please stop…” But as Trunks kept smacking him, he said very seriously:

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