Colin rolled along the wine rack checking every label.
‘Marcone Zanpe, Marcone Zanpe.... aha! Marcone Zanpe!” Colin smiles as he grabbed a bottle.
Without warning a hand reached through the wine rack and grabbed his bulge. He yelped and jumped back, accidentally smashing the bottle.
“Mindy what are you pulling on?” a woman asked as her friend knelt there jerking on his member.
Colin yanked away, pulling up his shorts as Mindy stared at him through the hole she grabbed him from.
‘Sheesh, what’s up with everyone?’ Colin thought as he walked up to the butcher counter.
“One order for a Mr. Greys?” The butcher asked.
“Yeah right here.” Colin said.
Porterhouses for Marinette, Ribs for Sam, pork steaks for Lana. As his order was being wrapped up, he felt like he was being watched.
“Here’s your cuts.” The butcher said with a smirk, “Don’t look now, but you’ve got an audience.”
Colin pulled out and turned, spotting a set of triplets eyeing him up. They stood their playfully swaying their hips with a blushing smirk. He backed away slowly down the next aisle and started to quickly fill the cart, checking things off left and right until he got to the ice cream. He grabbed a carton of birthday cake burst for Jamie and reached for the Rocky Road on the top shelf. Suddenly a woman wrapped her arms around his and clung to him.
“Woah! I have a girlfriend!” Colin yelled, mentally adding ‘well many, but not in the market for more...’
“She doesn’t have to know...” the flustered woman smiled as she squirm his junk.
“Hey hey hey! Personal space!” Colin yelled.
He realized that everyone had seen and heard the whole thing, staring at her as he walked off.
He loaded everything into the cart as it was bagged, just wanting the trip to be over.
“Have a nice day, sir.” The cashier smiled.
“Too late.” Colin sighed.
“Okay, I’m putting Dudley’s higher on my list, this bulge is nothing but trouble...” Colin huffed as he took a shortcut through the alley.
“I wouldn’t say that...”
Colin turned around to see...