Tyler looks fully prepared to answer Bobby’s question but hesitates. Then his face drops and he utters, “Uh, I don’t remember.”Tyler ignores Bobby’s worried glance as he claps his hands together and says, “Gimme a sec to look for him.”
Josh thinks about getting Tyler’s attention but Bobby’s massive frame blocks Tyler’s view of him. “Whatever”, Josh thinks to himself. “One of them will find me eventually.”
“Want me to help?” Bobby asks.
Tyler scoffs. “Nah, dude. I’ll find him before you know it. You can just take a seat and relax.” Tyler points at the seat next to the table.
Bobby moves towards the seat but pauses in front of it, granting Josh with another view of his firm behind looming over him. Josh tries not to stare but he’s never been able to resist stealing a glance, not even in their college days.
“Wait, Ty. This is your seat right? I don’t wanna steal it.” Bobby says sheepishly.
“Yea but it’s fine,” Tyler replied.
Bobby shook his head. “Nah, I’ll just sit on the table for a bit.”
As soon as Bobby said those words, his butt lowered onto the table and its shadow increasingly surrounded Josh. Josh tried to move but couldn’t, the massive cheeks both intimidating and captivating him. Before he knew it, Josh was pressed underneath the firm yet somewhat soft surface of Bobby’s left butt cheek. Josh tried to push back on his friend’s behind but it was way too muscular.
After a while, Josh realized that there was a very real possibility that he may suffocate and die underneath his friends ass.
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