Curt slipped through the doorway into his apartment. Sweat dripped off his body from the run he just went on, soaking his tight black tank top. He was wearing his running shorts which were a pair of tiny yellow silky shorts which looked like they were from the seventies. As he closed the door behind him, he slipped his white sneakers and socks off before pounding down the hall barefoot.
You stand agape at the sight of the giant, his enormous package being hugged tightly by the thin yellow fabric. His sweat has made it see through as you can clearly see his white Calvin Klein underwear. As he pounds towards you he gives his nuts a scratch, completely oblivious to his little viewer. As he crashes past you leap onto his foot. His dark feet stink from sweat and jogging, the socks have left a tight pattern on his skin.
Like a roller coaster you are flung up and down with each step. When he finally stops
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