forum Gay AF Roleplay (Closed)

Started April 10, 2018 by @AliaGF

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'Y'ALL!' shouted Tyler. 'Y'all, I sweartofuckinggod, that's why y'all are so close on that sofa. C-U-T-E!'

Michael made a noise that was half squeal and half laughter. "W-Wait, stop, I'm ticklish!" he squeaked out

Tyler laughed even more, 'If y'all're gonna do some, uh, frisky business, use one of the rooms upstairs, goddamnit.'

Adrik laughed, lifting his head.

"I thought you guys would have wanted a show." He said, giving them a fake pout before blowing on Michael's neck.

"Ticklish huh?" He smirked, poking his sides more, "That's too bad!"

"Quit!" Michael managed before ending up giggling uncontrollably as he tried to move away from Adrik

He laughed as he grabbed Michael's hips, easily pulling him closer, his jacket getting in the way he took it off, throwing it at Tyler as he stopped, allowing Michael to calm down before plopping himself down.

Tyler howled with laughter. 'This party is fucking crazy, y'all are.'

Michael covered his face with his hands, blushing like crazy. "Oh my god, what have I gotten myself into?"

Tyler reached into one of his bags that he still hadn't taken upstairs, found a random condom, and threw it at Micheal and Adrik. 'I don't want to be an uncle just yet.'

"What the fuck?!" Michael yelled, chucking it back at Tyler. "We just met my god!"

Adrik laughed, taking the condom and using his teeth to rip it open, a smirk spread across his face as he wiggled his eyebrows at Michael. He reached into his back pocket, fishing out a sharpie.

"Ready?" He asked.

Taking it out of the package, and blowing it up, tying the bottom and drawing a face on it. He handed it to Michael, sitting up and allowing himself to relax against the couch as he watched Michael's reaction.

Michael let out another confused and indignant shriek of "What the fuck?!!" before laughing a little, falling against the couch and pulling his hood over his face again

He chuckled, ignoring the sound of his phone going off as he was having to much fun at this point to care.

(Creativity level-0)

(lol) Michael peeked out from behind his hood. "You are a menace," he said, pointing at Adrik

Tyler fell to the floor, laughing once again. 'First of all, pepsi on a pizza, now a face on a fucking condom?'

"Yeah, uh, do you want any help with making the food? I'm really good at reading packaging labels and stuff."

'Sure,' said Tyler, running back into the kitchen. He looked into the fridge and saw a packet pizza. 'We can just put this in the oven,' suggested Tyler, completely disregarding the Pepsi-covered pizza dough.

"Okay. What does it preheat to? I can turn the oven on. Or adjust its temperature."

'Preheat to… 170,' Tyler read the packaging aloud.

"Okay." After preheating the oven, "Is there anything else that needs to be done?"

Adrik gasped dramatically, placing a hand on his chest.

"ME? a menace? Please, I'm a Perfect Angel." He smirked, lifting his head up proudly.

"Yeah you're an angel alright," Michael teased. "I don't think angels draw faces on condoms."

"Only the best kind, love." He said, once again not thinking before he spoke, letting the pet name slip from his mouth as he ruffled Michael's hair, his face still a bit red.

(OOf get ready, I have always said that Adrik is straight (gay) from Italy, and that he can speak Italian duh but I've never really acted upon that idea until recently so imma use that xD)

"Potrei non essere un angelo, ma sicuramente lo sei." He said to Michael, smirking as he slipped into Italian.

(omg) Michael blinked for a moment. "Can I get a translation? I only speak English and Russian," he chuckled

"Nope."

That's actually all I could think of.

"But I won't know if you were super romantic and just said that you loved me!" Michael whined

He smirked.

"Sei adorabile, so che ti ho appena incontrato oggi, ma penso che tu abbia ragione, penso che potrei amarti, ma ho paura di farlo." He said, a smile spread across his face as he whispered this in Michael's ear.

Michael sat there frowning for a moment, trying his hardest to remember when he had taken Italian in highschool. "Um…Oh my god!" he said as he finally realized what Adrik was saying. "Oh my god that is the most adorable thing, what god did I make so happy they let me meet you?!" he said, red in the face as he hugged Adrik

Adrik gasped when Michael hugged him, his face a bright red, immediately losing his cool.

"Hehe, I-i t-thought you didn't sp-speak Italian?" He asked, breathing a bit heavily as he panicked, extremely embarrassed.

"I took a few years in highschool, but I was really bad at it," Michael laughed awkwardly. He looked at Adrik's face, smiling like a little kid. "Aww, look who's flustered now?"