“Oh I’m ah kriff ah um shit…” there was no need pretending matt knew techie knew that he had gotten a hard on.
“ your box of um dildos?”
He crouched by the side of the bed and shimmied under the frame, ass in the air as Techie grabbed the box. When he pulled it out, hair in disarray, Techie sat next to Matt and caressed the smooth top of the chest with his calloused fingertips. Deep breaths. Just show them to him. No big deal!
“H-Here’s my favorite,” Techie says, so embarrassed he could die but also fucking excited, pulling out a gigantic dildo. It’s veiny, ridged, and most definitely not human. The pointed tip is a cherry red that grows a dark grey as it reaches the base and balls. He tilts his head, shy, hair curtaining over his face as he asks, nervous, “W-Wanna hold it, Mattie?”