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Brian quickly grabbed a tissue when Charlie started coughing up the coke. Even though the teen had swallowed it, he handed Charlie the tissue just in case there was anything dripping from his lips. He couldn't believe he called the boy cute. Not only that, he couldn't believe he said it out loud! There was no way he thought the teen was cute! No way! Thinking that would make him lose his job! But the more he looked at him, the cuter Charlie became. Now the manhood concealed in his pants was starting to bulge. Thankfully he was wearing slacks, so the bulge wasn't as noticeable, but if you looked closely, there was definitely something pitching a tent in Brian's pants.
When he read Charles' note asking why he was cute, Brian passed the paper back to Charles. "Forget I ever said that Charles. I didn't mean to say it. I mean, it's not that you aren't cute--" Brian cursed at himself in his head. "I didn't say it. I mean, I meant it when I said it, but I didn't say it." Brian was beating himself up in his head over and over again. He let out a loud sigh as he decided to just be honest with Charles. "Well, your eyes are gorgeous, and your body is nice and slender." Brian told him, the lust clear in his voice. "And I'm sure your voice isn't that bad. Who cares if its high pitched. It's probably just as cute as you are." Brian said with a friendly smile.
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