Ass Lemons
The speechlessness alone was so worth it that he just let the notepad flop against his grin and hit the floor.
“Didn’t know you were that weak willed in truth or dare Jackie. You opted for the penalty” He taunted.
“Come on. Pick an end. I’ll even warm the lube.”
“Well you better pick a different penalty, ‘cause you aren’t coming anywhere near me with that thing.“ Jack huffs. He– a lemon, for chrissakes!! He’s into some kinky shit, he’ll admit– but sticking highly acidic fruit where the sun don’t shine was far from being on his list.
“Besides, I can think of all kinds of things that would be… w-a-y more fun.“ He has a whole closet full of them, in fact. He just hopes Wilhelm will take the bait.