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Erling smiled at him and nudged Jude ribs, earning another cute laugh. God, Erling so badly wanted to eat him out.
At another time, Erling would have thought better of it and backed down. Jude was his best friend in Borussia Dortmund, and they had a beautiful relationship. They had an uncanny connection on and off the pitch. However, if the smell of his slick didn't mean anything, Jude probably wouldn't have disagreed with that idea. And there was only one way to find out.
"Can I eat you out, Judey?"
Jude's laughter died instantly, and he choked on his own saliva, completely terrified.
"What?" He stammered.
"Can I lick your pussy, Judey? Please." Erling pouted and placed his hand on Jude's thigh, over his shorts.