“Hey, dude, I wanna show you something…” James took Nick by the hand and dragged him into the kitchen. There were all kinds of state-of-the-art appliances, but the best part was the huge refrigerator and freezer that kept all of the drinks and treats that the boys enjoyed throughout the day. Next to the refrigerator, newly installed by Maker, was a soda machine. It had been rigged to where you didn’t need quarters, you just push the button and it would spit out the soda you wanted. But this was not a Coke or Pepsi machine… this soda machine had special ‘brews’, potions, if you will.
Meanwhile, upstairs, Ryan was just about to take a shower. As he gazed into the full-length bathroom mirror, he admired his 6 foot tall body. Nicely muscled, but not overly ripped, kind of like a swimmer’s build. He was a cute island boy with deep chocolate colored skin and dreadlocks sprouting from his head and a thick Jamaican penis sprouting from his groin. In its full glory, it stood 9 inches in length with a hairy set of nuts and a thick bush of black pubes.
“Hey, Ryan, come here… I want you to try something…” James called upstairs to his island boy, then looked carefully and picked one of the sodas: