Eb was getting a little dizzy with how quickly things moved. Suddenly, they were no longer in the gym, but in some dark sex club, and he saw his favorite model in some sort of machine, his raw, abused pucker stuck out and available for any passing dick.
βJoel, here, also works for you tirelessly. One of your best, most sought after models. Never does drugs. Stays healthy. But he needs cock. Itβs just part of his DNA to want other menβs DNA. So after 12 hours working for you, he doesnβt go home to sleep. No. He comes here to let men fill his cunt with babybatter.β
The ghost looked at Eb. βGo on,β he said. βWe both know you want to eat those loads out of his ass.β
After Eb sucked the seed out of Joelβs pucker, the ghost brought him home. βYour guys need to enjoy the holidays. Let them experience a real party!β
Then, poof, the ghost was gone.