Cry like a Gay by Omoruyi Uwuigiaren Frank glanced about as if something was odd. Jim was not in a hurry to zip up his trousers. Frank sauntered slowly to Jim. He placed the luggage on the chair, crossed his hands over his body and faced him. Jim leaned on the table, smiling. Frank wore a frown because he wasn’t impressed with his partner. “What is wrong with you? Are you out of your mind?” he asked Jim, angrily. “No,” Jim answered, simpering. He threw his hands open. “As you can see, I’m good.” Frank was not satisfied with the response. His eyes scanned the office for one last time. Then he turned to Jim as if he had bite off more than he could chew. “What is going on here?” he asked Jim. His eyes fixed on the trousers that hung loosely to Jim’s waist. Jim flashed an exaggerated smile at him, he said, “I was horny. Your phone was switched off. I thought you were not going to come, so I decided to masturbate and get the pressure off my shoulder. Is that a bad idea?” Jim s...
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