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He just had to egg him on. The Goober stared, as Jerry smacked his lips. He chewed on the last stick. Sure, it was Jerry’s pack of gum, but it was Goob’s favorite flavor; tropical punch.
Slyly, he scooted closer to Jerry on the window sill. As he planned, Jerry wrapped his arm around him. He giggled as The Goober nudged his nose against his cheek. Goober begun pressing kisses on Jerry’s face. Finally, Goober pressed his lips against his. Astonishingly, Jerry let Goober’s tongue pass him. His tongue swirled, swiping Jerry’s gum, although he didn’t finish the kiss there.