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Nik clenched his teeth. "It's not a phase, Big Daddy. I've had feelings for you for a long time." Duka blinked at him. What the hell kinda feelings could a lil' teenage boy have for an old fart like me? He had to think quick before this boy fell off the rails. "How 'bout this; come back when you have more hair on your balls and can buy me a drink at the bar." This fifteen-year-old little squirt knew nothing about nothing. He probably read too many of them yaoi books Chaplain likes or watched too many pornos. In six years, he'll realize it was all a phase and want to slap himself silly for being so ridiculous. Nik tilted his head and looked at Duka with narrowed eyes for a few moments. Duka smirked and brought his beer to his lips. That oughta nip it in the bud. Old man-1. Little squirt-0. Nik Straightened up and smiled. "Ok. When the time comes not only will I take you out for a drink but, I'll show you how much hair I've got on my balls afterward." Beer spewed all over the counter and Duka broke into a fit of coughing. Nik's smile widened as he sauntered out of the kitchen. He made sure to smack Duka on the ass on the way past. Duka covered his mouth with his hand and stared wide-eyed at the youth he'd damn near raised. What the actual fuck?
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