Pewdiepie and cry play horror games
"C-Cry, why are you sitting naked on my table exactly," He questioned him. Pewdiepie could feel himself blushing and getting hard on his jeans at the sight of Cry's naked body, but instead of fucking his brains out, he questioned him. Everything but his mask was stripped away from him.
Pewdiepie shrugged his shoulders and walked into the kitchen to find Cry sitting naked on his table. Could you come in here for a sec," Cry replied. "Hey Cry, I'm home! Where are you," He called out to Cry. He ran up the pathway, unlocked the door, and opened it. He almost got a speeding ticket, but he thought it was all worth it when he arrived home. Pewdiepie was so friggin' pumped for this game- and to be able to fuck Cry's sweet ass later- that he shoved the key in the ignition, quickly put on his seat belt, and drove out of the Game Stop parking lot as fast as he could. I'm about to get into the car, so I'll see you soon. "Oh," I began to blush, "Well maybe after the video in that case. I asked if you wanted to play it with me." "Hm, sounds cool, but I'd much rather play with you." I guess it's some sort of new horror-survival game where you and ten other people are the survivors of a zombie apocalypse." "Really? What's it called," He asked in response. "Hey Cry, I just picked up this new game that the critics have been hating, but the bros demand it, so I was thinking that me and you could play it together," Pewdiepie told Cry through my phone as he waited back at my house.