D'oh! Nuts
Today's phrase is attributed to Adrienne E. Gusoff
'The world is round; it has no point.'
'Unlike your head.'
"What is it with people making fun of my hair?" Tristan demanded of the magnet and accompanying handwritten note.
"It's just such an easy target," Duke replied. Mirth shining in his jade green eyes, he added, "It sticks out like a sore thumb."
Lips pursed up in a sour smile – as if he'd just swallowed a lemon – Tristan said, "Well, it's not like there's anything I can do about it."
"Why don't you cut it off?" Duke asked.
"I did once," Tristan answered, his expression revealing that it hadn't been a good experience. "Instead of one spike, it clumped together in half a dozen of them. I had this sort of fringe effect going on above my forehead. Back then my hair was blond – it didn't get darker until I turned twelve – so I had six yellows spikes on my head. People were calling me 'Bart' for the three months it took my hair to grow back."
"'Bart?'" Duke asked uncomprehendingly.
"Bart Simpson," Tristan clarified.
If it were possible to describe a snort as delicate – which it wasn't – the exhalation Duke made would have been such. "Did you go around telling people to eat your shorts?"
A metaphorical light bulb went off in Tristan's mind. "No, but I wouldn't mind if you wanted to pull mine off with your teeth…" he said teasingly.
"Oh, really now?" Duke grinned.
"Really," Tristan confirmed.
"Fine, but if I have to pull your boxers off with my teeth, you'd better not be expecting me to eat their contents," Duke chided him.
"No?" Tristan asked mock-mournfully.
"Not unless you return the favor," Duke said slyly, sliding down between Tristan's slightly-spread knees.
"One good blowjob deserves another," Tristan said happily. He moaned as Duke went to work. Kami, his boyfriend had such a talented mouth!
And it was all his.