Choose.” And it was a choice. “Anything else left in there? Gay porn Frosh had grown out his curly hair until it was flowing down to just above his shoulders and his cheeks were already red as if he had somehow exerted himself just on the walk to the ring.Alpha released me and lifted up his microphone as he stepped in between the two of us, the steel cage hanging overhead. So I picked up one of my socks and took a whiff. “Here.” I shoved my thumb under his nose and he turned away in disgust. He must have given it to Frosh to encourage him in his match.Isn’t that lovely.That was when I decided to go through with the match. I rolled Frosh over until he was on his stomach and I was positioned on top of him. It wasn’t one of the attendants who answered my command but instead it was Alpha who hopped up on the apron and, grinning down at me, slipped a bottle through the links. Something a bit less intense than, say, “twist his balls until he cries ($500).” Although…
