After working long, stressful hours, I needed some unwinding. So I called up Gayge, whom I recently befriended, to get to know one another better. It was my idea to share some of my special grape shisha with him, and what better way to share than to chill together with a hookah.

All it took was but a few light drags to break the ice, and a few more to really relax. The flavor had been exquisite, but what was more exquisite was how Gayge enjoyed himself, scooting closer and closer to me as time went on. There were some aphrodisiac qualities in the vapors after all. Although, I had been more accustomed to its effects, the warmth was just as intoxicating to me as it was for him.

Slowly, gradually we both pulled in together, a breath's away from one another. Cupping the side of his muzzle, I drew out a sweet cloud of enthralling vapors, the tantalizing aroma cascading between us. He was mesmerized, lost in the soothing, numbing haze of want and desire. I knew, he was ready.

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