Walden jumped when Rabastan walked into the room, shutting the lid on his laptop fast. He hadn't expected company. Usually he had more time to do a show when Rabastan went out.
"No one," he said. He looked down at himself, then kicked the stupid, colourful briefs under the bed and hid the fleshlight behind his back. Him being naked and hard was not unusual. "It's nothing. You can go away."
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