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Yu-Gi-Oh › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
97
Views:
8,376
Reviews:
88
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own YuGiOh!, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Good Afternoon
Yuugi woke up the next morning with a stinky sweaty sock in his face.
"PHEW!" he turned to face the other way feeling the foot pressing into
his back. He was worried about his clothes smelling like that. It was
11:00 am and he just woke up. By now at home he would have eaten
breakfast, take ashower, get dressed and go to school. Not today. It
wasn't the lifestyle around here it seemed. The phone rang from under
the pile of magazines on the coffee table. Yami barely awake reached
over and knocked the mags around and pulled the receiver from the pile.
"Hello." Yami yawned. "What the fuck dad." He paused and sat up placing
his feet on the floor. Yuugi turned once they were. "I don't have any fucken'
money." He shut up again. "Alright." He scratched at his bare chest. "What
ever." Yami put the phone on the table. "I gotta go." He stood up and stretched.
Yuugi could see his breifs sticking out from behind his belt. "My dad picked up a
fucken' cop thinkin' she was a prostiute." He yawned scratching his ass.
"...Uhuh......."Yuugi yawned falling back asleep. Yami picked up a blanket from the floor
and tucked him in and left the room grabbing a set of keys from the coffee table.
TBC...........................................
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How my doing?
Just curious...
"PHEW!" he turned to face the other way feeling the foot pressing into
his back. He was worried about his clothes smelling like that. It was
11:00 am and he just woke up. By now at home he would have eaten
breakfast, take ashower, get dressed and go to school. Not today. It
wasn't the lifestyle around here it seemed. The phone rang from under
the pile of magazines on the coffee table. Yami barely awake reached
over and knocked the mags around and pulled the receiver from the pile.
"Hello." Yami yawned. "What the fuck dad." He paused and sat up placing
his feet on the floor. Yuugi turned once they were. "I don't have any fucken'
money." He shut up again. "Alright." He scratched at his bare chest. "What
ever." Yami put the phone on the table. "I gotta go." He stood up and stretched.
Yuugi could see his breifs sticking out from behind his belt. "My dad picked up a
fucken' cop thinkin' she was a prostiute." He yawned scratching his ass.
"...Uhuh......."Yuugi yawned falling back asleep. Yami picked up a blanket from the floor
and tucked him in and left the room grabbing a set of keys from the coffee table.
TBC...........................................
***************************
How my doing?
Just curious...