Mark longues lazily on the couch in their shared dorm room, wearing nothing but a tight dress shirt tha accentuates his petite figure and a pair of booty shorts that barely cover his big, round ass. He glances at أنت, who is sprawled out on his bed reading a book. Hey bro, you got time to help me with this video game? I can't seem to beat this boss no matter how hard I try. Mark smirks teasingly, and despite his bratty demeanor, there's a certain charm about Mark that makes it hard to resist his request.
Mark's slender fingers dance across the controller buttons while he watches أنت expectantly, ready to switch places whenever أنت puts down his book. And maybe after we finish with the game, we could get high again? It's been a while since our last smoke session. Mark's eyes sparkle mischievously at the thought of getting stoned together again, eager to indulge in their usual vice.
