Jarty + Cyrus
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Jarty + Cyrus - 1
There is a male underwear photo shoot that will be taking place soon.
Marty knows that he looks great so he had no trouble signing up to wear some new experimental underwear for cash.
It was nothing short of a miracle that Jonah had gotten Cyrus to put his name on the list.
Jonah promised him that the two of them can go out, and spend their money doing dude stuff.
Sure Cyrus was thrilled to get to see Jonah in nothing, but his underwear, but the problem was Jonah, and a camera seeing him in his underwear.
What if he did something like springing a boner?
Jonah would surely laugh at it, or much worse tease him about it for the rest of his life.
When Jonah, and Cyrus made it to the place that the shoot was taking place they were pleasantly surprised to find Marty there.
They thought that they were the only ones who had signed up to do this thing.
"Hey party man," Cyrus greeted him.
"Hey Cyrus," Marty greeted him back, while his mind went to the mental image of Cyrus standing in his underwear.
Jonah nervously stepped forward to shake Marty's hand, "hi, I don't really know you. I'm Jonah."
Marty reluctantly shook his hand, "nice to meet you I'm Marty mister business formal."
Cyrus just laughed a little bit from how formal Jonah was trying to be with him, was he ever like that when they first met?
A woman with a earpiece, and blonde curly locks came up to them with a clipboard, "well it looks like everyone is here."
Cyrus thought that three people was not going to be enough because of all the extra slots that remained empty on the sign up sheet, "is three going to be enough?"
She was surprised that one of them asked her a question, normally the models that they get keep to themselves, "yeah it'll do you guys will just to have try out multiple pairs, and do more shots, but you get paid more, so I'm sure none of you will have a issue with that?"
"Nope," Marty said.
"Right this way," she lead the three boys down a hallway that seemed rather narrow that looked like it lead to one big room at the end.
Once inside the room the three young males realized just how much people it took to do a underwear shoot.
There was a green screen floor, and wall set up on a elevated platform with a man setting on a seat mounted camera that looked like it would roll along a rail to move from left to right.
It was a fine mix or women, and men that were in there.
Along the back wall that was there when they entered the room were changing booths.
Honestly they looked like silver photo booths with a long white curtain strung over the side of them, about the size of a phone booth.
She took them over to a man that had his back to them with a long circular rack that had hangers of pairs of underwear on them.
She tapped his back, and he spun around.
He shook each, and everyone of their hands noticing that Cyrus' were a little sweaty, but it was not his first time getting a model that was nervous.
He spoke to them, "now the underwear we have today is special it is not like any you have seen before, reason being that they are experimental pairs."
Cyrus grew more nervous, and choked out, "experimental?"
"Yeah they are from new designers with unique features that will either work out or ultimately fail," the man told them adding, "don't be too shocked when your underwear falls apart into a pile of strings."
He said this last part with a little laugh that made them all nervous, filling their insides with a knot of uncomfortableness.
"Well let's get started," he said turning around enthusiastically going through the rack making them think that he was not fully prepared for them.
He grabbed off one spun the rack around, ruffled through some more, finally grabbing off two more pairs.
With the three in his hand he walked down to Marty holding out the first pair to him, Marty grabbed it while he undid the clip of the hanger leaving Marty with just the underwear.
He placed a hand on Marty's shoulder turning him to where he pointed the changing booths, "you'll be at that first booth down there, and when you are done you can stand to the right side of the stage, and wait. Oh, and for some reason people leave their socks on, you have to take them off."
"Okay," Marty said taking in all of that information, turning around as he began his walk to his booth.
While doing so he examined the underwear he was handed, the cloth was nice, and soft, super stretchy he might add, it was a light blue, and looked to be in a triangle shape like a speedo, but it had a strange part at the frontside in the middle, it was like extra space that seems to stick out farther.
Jonah was next in line as the man unclipped the underwear handing it to Jonah, while telling him, "and you, the second booth."
Jonah walked off with the underwear looking closely at it between his hands.
It was a deep green color, the fabric felt stiff, and it was in the shape of booty shorts, with it getting slightly bigger towards the bottom like bell bottoms, other than that it had a black outline trailing the border of it, with a stripe going down on both sides at the seams.
Cyrus was handed the final pair as he told him, "I bet you can already guess that you will be in the third booth."
Cyrus laid his eyes upon his pair of underwear that looked like it was women's spandex, the color was pure white, and didn't seem to have any imperfections, and it was very thin, that worried Cyrus that the outline of his dick would show.
Marty stripped down, completely naked before putting on his blue tighty whities, right away it did not feel very good with his junk.
He looked down at it, and noticed his penis was pushing at the cloth towards the right side.
To fix this he held the top of the underwear open as he took his other hand down there to move his dick into the center where the extra room was.
Marty's cock filled the spot at the front perfectly, from a side point of view it looked to have a little hump starting at the top that slowly got smaller, to go flat with his thighs.
Marty didn't worry about his ass because from what he felt was that the blue underwear hugged it good.
Honestly Marty was enjoying the feeling of his dick being trapped at the middle of the underwear.
Marty slid the curtain open to step out with his bare feet feeling the cold ground, honestly to him it felt like a dream walking around all these clothed people in just his underwear.
Meanwhile Jonah was swearing that his stiff green short shorts like underwear was going to rub the skin off his dick.
Jonah stood in the booth feeling up his naked body, making sure that he was covered.
It was fine until he felt his backside where he was one hundred percent sure that the bottom of his ass cheeks were showing.
It was a underwear shoot, they really wouldn't be doing much of his backside so he just went along with it.
Jonah slide his curtain open to see Marty's lean figure standing over at the side of the stage.
Cyrus' white tight boxer like underwear slid on like a charm, but there was one huge fault with it that made him want to hide in that booth forever.
He could see a outline of the his shaft, and a even more defined outline of the head of his cock as it was lower down in the underwear.
The underwear went down so low as to cover up at least half of his thighs, while his ass probably showed some slight indentation where his ass crack was.
Cyrus pulled, and pinched at the front of the white underwear trying to get it to not be so tight, and revealing on his package.
Back outside by the stage Jonah was chatting it up with Marty, "damn dude, you gotta tell me your secret to getting a six pack."
Marty lightly blushed at how amazed Jonah was with his body that was a better version of his own.
Marty took note of how Jonah's nipples were really small, like tiny tiny, which honestly didn't look that bad on him.
Another thing that the boys checked out was their belly buttons, Marty's was a inny unlike Jonah's.
A lady then interrupted the two, and ordered Marty to go up on the stage.
Jonah watched as the underwear got real tight around his ass with every step he climbed, once up on the stage Marty stood awkwardly with all the attention on him even the spotlights attention.
"Center yourself, and move back about two paces," the man by the cameraman said.
Marty did just that.
As Marty was ordered to stand in more positions, and turn his body to the side, and stuff like that, the lady from before that introduced them came over to Jonah with her clipboard still in her clutches.
She asked him, "hey where is that third boy at?" she looked down at her clipboard, "Cyrus?"
Jonah noticed that Cyrus was not in line with him, "um I don't know, he could still be changing."
Without a reply her curly locks flipped around, and she headed for the changing room.
Jonah watched Marty trying to get a good idea of what he was going to have to do.
Cyrus heard heel clicking footsteps approaching him, and then a voice that said, "I'm assuming that we are having a problem with the underwear."
From behind the closed curtain Cyrus told her, "yeah this is too tight."
"It is meant to be like that, let me see."
Cyrus didn't have to open the curtain because she had done that herself, she started with her eyes up at Cyrus' anxious face, and went down landing upon his underwear, where she too saw the problem.
"Oh that, it's fine, just get on up there in line."
"You sure?" Cyrus asked nervous that his friends would be able to see exactly how big his dick was.
"Yes, I'm sure now go," she said more dominantly ushering him out of the booth leaving the curtain open.
Cyrus' fat bare feet slapped against the hard floor making the sound nearly echo, as he trudged over to Jonah.
Jonah watched as his friend came over, he thought that he looked like how he does when they go swimming, until he got close enough, and Jonah saw the thing in his underwear.
RIght away Jonah stopped looking as to not get hard as he was going up there next.
"You nervous?" Cyrus asked hoping he was not the only one, while his mind wondered what Jonah was thinking of his penis.
"A little," Jonah said wanting to add thank god I'm not wearing what you are.
Cyrus felt a little relief.
Marty finished up, and went back down the stage letting a little bulge show when he went down the steps.
Next up was Jonah, and Cyrus saw the back of Jonah's dark underwear as he went up the steps.
From what Cyrus saw of Jonah's ass was plump, and almost as white as his underwear.
Cyrus tried to stay calm, not wanting to think about the incredibly hot boy that just came down off the stage or the one that just went up on the stage.
Cyrus just stared down at his toes as he lifted them up off, the ground, and then placed them back down.
Marty stood down by Cyrus, and told him, "it's easier than you think, don't worry about it," while he checked out Cyrus' nipples to see that they were larger than Jonah's, and even his.
Marty then glanced back Jonah to see that his thighs were thinner than Cyrus'.
Damn Cyrus looks good, but he gots a little bit of chub on him it seems, not to mention that little chub in his underwear.
The man that gave them the underwear from before came over, to give Marty his next pair.
Marty went, and got out his current underwear to feel the relief on his dick.
While standing completely naked in the booth Marty felt something strange, he was slightly aroused that he nude with a audience just behind that curtain.
Using his hand he gave his dick a few tugs making it flop around, before snickering at himself, and putting on his new underwear.
This new pair was a bright sun yellow, and looked identical to tighty whities, they sure were ugly, and not to mention loose fitting.
Marty pulled them up to feel the cloth at the bottom push his ballsack upwards, and to feel the cloth at the back get sucked into his ass.
It had been so fucking long that Marty had worn underwear like this, and now he found it kinda hot with all the things he could do with it.
But he mustn't make himself hard, so he quit right there, daring to step out with it pulled up high, only to feel it drop down back around his hips.
The cloth did not hug his body, and just loosely hung around it, which was okay he guessed.
While on the stage Jonah had to get close to the camera with his backside, where the camera started at his ankles, and trailed upwards to his neck where he was sure that the camera got a good glimpse up the backside of his underwear to show off his pale ass.
Cyrus could not get over the color of Jonah's underwear it fit him so perfectly, green was definity that boy's color.
Jonah had a drop of sweat on his forehead as he came down off the stage from worrying about his bare ass on camera.
Cyrus gulped as he went up the steps to stand up on the platform to let the camera focus in on the outline of his member.
They made Cyrus do a lot of poses sitting down with his feet, and his hands covering himself that he was more than thankful for.
Jonah was sent off to get changed while he checked out Marty's new look that was much worse than his first.
Nonetheless Marty was as naked as can be without showing anything explicit.
Once naked inside his changing booth Jonah was not even sure how he found himself fluffing his own ass cheeks.
Maybe this whole thing was making him a little horny.
It wasn't until Jonah was about to put on his new pair of underwear that he really got a good look at what he was holding.
The underwear was a uniform solid black color, they were boxers, but something about the size of the holes worried him.
Jonah put his legs through the holes, and pulled them up to see that part between his thighs was low hanging with the leg holes at the sides allowing anyone to see inside at his dripping cock.
What was he supposed to do with these?
Cyrus finished up, and was thankful that Marty only saw the ending, and none of that beginning stuff that did not have his front covered so good.
Getting off the stage was a huge problem when Cyrus felt his junk bulge through his spandex that Marty definitely saw.
Marty moved forward some thinking that he was going back up there, but he got stopped, and told to wait.
Cyrus hurried back to his changing booth to get them damn things off, and hopefully into these better ones he was handed.
Cyrus pulled his spandex down having them pull his dick down too like it was elastic, and when it finally released his dick flew upwards, and settled back down swaying slightly.
Cyrus' mind got distracted that he was literally naked with his balls, and everything showing right now.
He smirked, and shook his hips having his little dick fly around in a circular motion.
"Cyrus," Jonah said scarring Cyrus making him stop immediately.
Cyrus started putting on the new underwear as he said, "yeah."
The new underwear that Cyrus had was red briefs that felt like they were dry, and oh damn did they seem two sizes to small.
Yet somehow they were thick enough to not show off his goods like the first pair did.
Jonah told him, "can you get someone, cause there is a big problem with these boxers."
"Uh, yeah sure," Cyrus said stepping out of his booth picturing what might be the problem that the Beck boy was having behind that curtain.
Was there a hole in the front of his boxers, where his dick came through for all to see?
Cyrus went up to stand by Marty, which confused him why Marty was not up on the stage with his yellow undies.
Marty was kinda sad that he could not check out Cyrus' junk in this new pair, but he could see a lot more of his thighs this time which he loved just as much.
Marty felt so developed, and masculine standing next to Cyrus' girly like structure.
If Marty was being honest he liked that Cyrus' body was more women like than man like.
The golden curly locks, stood there waiting as Cyrus said, "excuse me," and she looked over at the young model, "yes?" she inquired.
"Jonah, is having a issue with the underwear he received, and he's over in the changing booth still."
"Of course he is," she said leaving while Marty turned around to face Cyrus.
Cyrus was now facing his pecs, and muscly arms, as a light blush found it's way up onto his face.
Marty asked him, "a issue? Like what is it the wrong size?"
Cyrus answered back thinking about Jonah's penis again, shaking the image out of his mind he said, "I'm not sure he didn't tell me."
"Hmm," Marty said as his mind wandered too of what it could be.
"What's the issue you're having?" the lady asked Jonah from behind the curtain.
Jonah stood their anxiously with air flow going in at both sides of his junk from the open holes.
"These boxers," Jonah started, "they don't cover everything."
"Well they should, are you wearing them correctly?"
Jonah furrowed his bushy eyebrows, "I think so, I mean isn't there only one way to wear underwear?"
"No, just let me see," she said making Jonah freeze up.
Once again she did what she done to Cyrus, she slid the curtain open, making Jonah jump a bit having his junk fly around.
She began to laugh, which made Jonah think that she was laughing at his manhood.
"You wouldn't believe how many people do the same thing with pairs like these. Watch."
Jonah watched as her hands approached his bare stomach, she gripped her fingers at the hem of his underwear while she took her other hand, around back to grab the backside.
She pulled the boxers upwards where the low hanging bottom of the black boxers met up with his sac closing up the holes that once showed his junk.
Jonah's dick flopped over to the side, and she pulled them up so high that they almost covered up his underwear.
"There," she said standing back examining her work to notice that the boy's cock was halfway hanging out of the side of the boxers pressed up against his leg that Jonah had not felt.
"Oops," she said, and before Jonah knew it she had a hand on his bare dick, and the other pulled the front of his boxers forward, while she pushed his dick upwards, and let the boxers go sliding her hand out.
None of which she did felt good, it reminded Jonah of getting a physical when they would place there elderly hands on his pride, and jewels, but this time it was much more aggressive, and fast.
"Now you're good to go," she said placing a hand on Jonah's bareback pushing him forward out of the booth which when Jonah made contact with the ground he it felt like his penis almost fell out.
This might turn out to be a huge problem for Jonah, because his flaccid size is really long.
Jonah walked oh so carefully to the line, where yellow undies Marty stood, and red briefs Cyrus stood.
This experience was definitely one that he was going to remember.
When Jonah came to a stop he felt a ting in his black boxers that felt like it did when she had her hand on his cock.
Marty held back a laugh as he said, "what the hell are those?"
"I dunno ugly," Jonah told him also making fun of how the underwear looked having them pulled up so high.
At the backside they tugged Jonah's butt cheeks up his backside.
The group of models got told that they would all be going up there on stage.
Together they walked up onto the stage, Marty felt his undies sliding down so he fast as lightning got a hand to hold them up until he made it to the top of the steps.
Nothing was too difficult as the three males stood side by side posing.
Things went south when it got to more advanced poses.
Cyrus was knelt down with one knee up in the middle, while Marty stood at the other end beside Jonah.
Jonah had to put his foot up onto Cyrus' knee, and when doing so he nearly fainted as felt a shift of weight in his boxers, and his dick came into view of everyone in the room.
Right away Jonah moved his foot down, and frantically tried grabbing the boxers to get his dick back inside, but while doing so Cyrus turned during the freak out to catch of glimpse of pale pink penis.
They told Jonah to try lifting his leg up slowly this time, and when doing so he started to feel the same things again so he put a hand to his junk, and held it till he got his foot up on Cyrus' knee, where he then gently moved his hand away with his junk staying in.
While the camera captured the moment Cyrus thought of what he just saw, it was part of the his dick.
Cyrus Goodman seen half of the ultimate frisbee team captain's penis, and he couldn't be happier.
He wanted to see the full length of it, it looked so long.
Marty spread his legs out some so his undies would not fall down his legs from the force of gravity trying to pull them down.
Jonah was nervous to do anything else, but they still had to keep going, this time Jonah would be very cautious.
Cyrus got a little bit hard from the display, but it was nothing noticeable.
None of them knew how badly this next order was going to be for them.
Marty, and Jonah had to place a hand on Cyrus' shoulder from both sides, as he faced the opposite direction, and bent forward till his hands touched the ground.
Right when Cyrus' palms slapped the ground a tear noise was heard, and Cyrus shrieked as he knew that the back of his briefs had just ripped.
The Jewish boys huge ass was now in full frontal view of the camera, as some people in the audience gasped, covering their mouths.
Cyrus instantly sprang up, and the rest of his briefs had fallen to the ground in two separate pieces.
He was now completely naked up on stage.
From Cyrus screaming, and jumping up, Jonah jumped back, and he felt his penis come out the side of his boxers again.
Meanwhile Marty stepped over to the side a little to fast, and his undies came falling all the way down.
Cyrus tried covering himself with his hands, as he ran off the stage towards the changing booths.
Marty got the instinct to run also, but he forgot in the moment that his undies were at his ankles with the runners package in full view for Jonah.
Marty's naked body fell forward onto the stage, and he rolled over onto his back, and Jonah saw as his dick rested against his stomach with his balls hanging down between his legs.
Jonah tried to put his dick away in his boxers, but when he felt it, he realized that he was getting a boner, and with every aching moment, he was getting harder.
Jonah saw as the naked Cyrus ran finally getting into the changing booth with his little willy behind his hands, and his bubble butt exposed.
Marty reached down, and pulled his underwear up, and when he sat up forward, he saw Jonah's boner that was not going back into his boxers.
Jonah was nearly having a panic attack up on the stage with a boner poking more than halfway out his boxers, he have up, and put his hands up to his head breathing heavily.
Marty's own cock was getting hard from seeing just how fucking sexy Jonah was on the stage.
Jonah done the same thing as Cyrus, and made his way off the stage, and to a changing booth while none of the people did a thing about it.
They were all in too much shock to do anything about it.
Marty's own penis grew as he watched Jonah's lengthy member wag as he ran away.
Marty didn't want to be up on stage any longer with both of them gone, and with the tip of his dick sticking up out the top of his undies nearly reaching his belly button.
Now all three boys were in the changing booth two of which were erect.
A person came over to them, and announced, "okay we are on a schedule here, and you guys can't be aroused for this. Luckily for you this ain't our first incident like this, it happens nearly every time with you younger models getting aroused. Anyways no point in covering yourself, everyone already saw, we got a room that you all can go to, and get yourselves off so we can finish up."
None of the boys wanted to leave their changing rooms, but she got them all out of thiers.
Jonah, and Marty were both naked like Cyrus, because they were trying to change back into their normal clothes to leave.
Cyrus walked behind the two erect boys, as his own cock got rock solid watching their naked asses walking.
She opened the door, letting them into the new room, as she said, "make it quick, you'll find lube on the shelf if you need it, and tissues for cleanup, and you should be able to find the trashcan," and with that she shut the door leaving the three blushing aroused boys in the room.
The room looked like it was a small supply closet that was emptied out.
"Well this is um…" Marty trailed off, noticing that his penis was smaller than Jonah's, but bigger than Cyrus'.
"Awkward? Yeah we noticed," Cyrus said unhappy.
The three naked models stood at opposite sides facing one another as Jonah said, "well you heard the lady, we gotta make it quick, so let's have a competition of who can cum first."
"Oh my god, Jonah," Cyrus whined.
Jonah turned around grabbing the lube, saying, "what, we are all naked, and hard, so what's the big deal?"
"Nothing, it's just weird," Cyrus told him while Jonah opened up the lube, and poured some into his hand, holding it out towards Marty, "want some? I don't care if it's weird I just wanna cum."
"Definitely," Marty said taking the lube from Jonah, and doing the same action as Jonah, then he held it out to Cyrus, "come on join the fun."
Cyrus gave into the peer pressure, and took the lube, knowing that he would more than likely win with how fucking how the two of them are.
"Ready?" Jonah said as Cyrus sat the lube back on the shelf, "go!" he said, as they all stood around the singular table in the center.
Right away Jonah gripped onto his long hard dick, and rubbed that lube in super quick having some of it spurt out, and off his dick.
Marty was almost as fast as Jonah with lubing up his member, as he jerked it off close to the tip of his cock while Jonah was working his base.
Cyrus slowly, but surely took his cock into his own hands, and began to jerk himself off at a nice pace, he was never one for going crazy fast like they were doing.
The room filled with noises of the wet sloppy masterbation, and light breathing of the boys as they enjoyed themselves.
Cyrus watched Marty as he threw his head back while continuing to work the head of his dick, which made his own cock twitch.
Cyrus then looked over at Jonah who was like a speedster, he had his legs pressed up against the table as his balls were jiggling all over the place, while he closed his eyes biting his own lip holding back moans.
Cyrus knew that he was getting closer to climax as he jerked off his own smaller penis with the help of the other two being hot as can be making it easier for him to win.
Cyrus felt his dick go completely stiff, and he thumbed the tip of his cock right over the slit that made his tip pulse with precum leaking out.
Jonah was caught off guard when he heard Marty moan, he thought that perhaps Marty was already cumming, and that he might lose so he opened his eyes.
It wasn't long until Jonah's muscle bulging arm got worn out so he held out both of his hands like a telescope down at his penis where he thrusted forward fucking his own hands.
Marty kept going barely sliding his hand along his length as he focused on vigorously jerking right over the head of his member.
Cyrus couldn't control himself as he saw how Jonah moved his horny hips as he fucked his own hands.
Cyrus would die if Jonah were to fuck him like especially with his dick being that long, it might come out of his mouth if Jonah were to shove it up his ass.
These thoughts combined with the noise of the lube, and guys masterbating sent Cyrus over the edge as he released a awfully loud air filled moan.
Jonah locked his eyes onto Cyrus Jewish cock as white cum came out of his dick, and landed onto the table before them.
Cyrus gripped his dick hard really milking the cum out of tip as he slid his hand towards his head.
Cyrus shot about four strands of cum onto the table, and Jonah stopped using his second hand to fuck, and he squeezed his ball sack, and went back to jerking off.
Marty knew that he had to get closer to climax if he was ever going to beat Jonah at beating his meat.
The runner done something that he never thought he would do with other people watching.
He put his other hand onto his dick to get some of the excess lube on his fingers that he took around back, as he pushed a finger into his ass hole.
Marty let out another moan knowing that if he kept this up he would be having a orgasm in no time.
Jonah stuck to good old fashion jerking off as his hand went all the way down, and all the way up, while his balls got squished together in a bunch by his other hand.
Cyrus watched as their stomachs got tight when they got closer to climax.
Marty went for it, and finger fucked himself with a additional finger bringing the total up to two fingers.
Cyrus watched in pure awe as both boy's mouths fell open, and a moan escaped each as Jonah let go of his dick, and relied solely on squeezing his testicles.
Marty too let go of his cock as he pushed in a third finger right as both of them met their high, and semen spurted out of their spasming dicks.
Jonah's cum trickled out of his big dick whereas Marty's cum shot all the way over into Jonah's territory.
As they both finished producing cum from their members, Marty gently pulled his triple fingers out of his ass, while Jonah alleviated the pressure on his balls to one hundred percent by removing his hand all together.
As both of the boys came down from their highs Jonah asked Cyrus whose dick was back to soft, "who came first, me or Marty?"
"It was definitely me," Marty said as his dick was going limp too.
"I honestly don't know I think it was too close to call," Cyrus told them.
"Well that sucks," Marty said, "but I say I still beat you."
Jonah then told him, "you know we can always have a rematch?"
Cyrus grabbed the tissues to clean up the mess, as Marty said, "sounds great. Maybe one day we can be the master Cyrus."
"Cyrus just fucking cheats," Jonah said making Cyrus blush.
Cyrus told them, "it's impossible to lose with both of you being so damn hot."
Marty then asked, "so will you join us for a rematch in the future?" completely ignoring the fact that Cyrus called him hot.
Instead of using the tissues that Cyrus grabbed he swiped up some cum with his non lubed up hand, and ate the cum saying, "if this is my victory drink then yes."
The boys cleaned up their mess, and left the room to go back into the shooting room where the lady was shocked saying, "wow that really was quick."
For the rest of the underwear shoot they didn't even bother to go into the changing booths to change into new underwear.
At the end when they got their clothes back on, and payed while leaving, and splitting up Marty told them, "you know guys, I have a older brother, we could go to a sex shop, and blow all this money."
Jonah smirked predicting that Marty would buy a dildo after what he done in that room, "what do you say Cy-Guy that can be our dude stuff that we do?"
Cyrus stood in the middle, and wrapped his arms around both of them, and said, "actually if we do go, it will be OUR dude stuff, no way we're leaving out Marty."
"So is it a plan?" Marty asked fishing his phone out of his pocket.
Cyrus nodded his head yes, while Jonah confirmed it, "yes."
The End
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