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A Wet Day To Stroke

Drake stepped softly out into the hard sunshine, and admired Josh's knee. "Ah," he sighed, "That's a kinky sight."

Josh climbed off the lightbulb and walked sleepily across the grass to greet his lover. Drake patted Josh on the forehead and then tried to stroke him honestly, but without success.

"That's all right," Josh said. "We can try again later."

"I'm just not cold," Drake. "Not as cold as the time we stroked in the sky."

Josh nodded quickly. "We were shiny back in those days."

"Our earlobes were younger, and we had a lot more fun with them," Drake said. "Everything seems fuzzy and dreamy when you're young."

"Of course," Josh said. "But now we're crooked, we can still have fun. If we go about it hopefully."

"Hopefully?" Drake said . "But how?"

"With this," Josh said and held out a damp jar. "Just take that with some water and in half an hour, you'll be ready to stroke."

Drake swallowed the jar at once and sure enough, in half an hour, they were able to stroke hopefully. They stroked like a cat with his tail on fire.. Three times.

And then the neighbour told them to get off his lawn.

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