Chapter 163 Corner condoms
Chapter 163 Corner condoms
The next day, Ben was cleaning his room when he heard a knock on his door. Answering it, he saw the rest of the fracking crew: Antonio, and a purple overcoat--also known as Beluga...
After inviting them in, Ben soon had Antonio's arm around his neck. "Yo cuz, I heard you got a job at a fancy spot?"
Ben shrugged. " It's just an internship. Hearth Communications."
Antonio nodded. "Wow, big-time stuff--Earth Cum-unification…"
Ben stared at him. "No, it's Hearth Commu— Sigh...Nevermind, yours is better…"
Meanwhile, Beluga looked around the room. "Not bad. Not big but...decent space for a Manhattan dorm."
"Yea, there's more than enough room." Antonio smirked with confidence. "Where's the closet?"
Ben was unsure why he asked, but pointed him to a tiny closet by the corridor. Opening it, Antonio grinned. "Aight, this'll do. I got dibs on this closet."
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Ben squinted at him. "Are you planning to hide in there and scare people, like you're some kind of monster or semonic entity..."
Antonio frowned. "I don't do that anymore!"
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Ben didn't understand. "Then why would you need dibs? The closet 'will do' for what?"
"The question is cuz…do for who?" Antonio laughed. "I just need to find one of these smart university chicks, tell her I'll teach her some street smarts, then bring her in here and show her my Fibonacci cumshot."
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Ben shook his head in disbelief as he stared at his cousin.
Antonio snorted. "You just watch. I only need to get a chick in there for the amount of time it takes to drink a cup of tea...."
Ben scrunched his forehead at the xianxia reference. "So anywhere from a few seconds to a lifetime?"
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"Yup!" Antonio smiled.
Ben scratched his head at the inconsistency of the timetable...
Still, he held bigger concerns about closet cumshots... "First of all, avoid my clothes… Second, I doubt there's enough room."
Beluga and Antonio both looked at him with serious expressions. "There's enough."
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Beluga walked towards the bed and stood over it with his arms crossed. "Benjamin, have you set up your corner condoms?"
Ben blinked. "My what?"
"Corner condoms…condoms in every corner of a mattress and sofa cushion..." When Beluga saw Ben still didn't get it, he sighed. "You've never seen one of those movies where criminals hide weapons everywhere? These are our weapons!"
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He explained further. "It's so that while with a woman in any location, you can always reach down during escalation, and put one on at the drop of a penis-hat."
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Ben's eyes brightened. 'It's genius… Unfortunately, I don't need them anymore.' His gun included a permanent silencer...
Seeing Ben didn't confirm, Beluga understood the situation, and decided to handle it himself. "Seems like you haven't set them up, but no worries. We cum prepared..."
He reached into the pocket of his coat, and soon pulled his arm out holding condoms...
However, it was one of those situations where someone took out way too many--an entire strip of them...