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Kristoff watched Chance from his place on the ground. He still hadn't pulled his pants up or put his penis away. He was hoping to use it to distract Chance, but it was obvious that he had more on his mind than to have sex with him.

"I'm straight. Why would I want another male?" Chance mumbled to himself as he placed the short distance of his bedroom.

''I used to think I was straight as well until I dipped into a peach moon, and look at me now. Loving the best of both worlds, though I'm willing to give up that world for you. My love.''

''Jesus Christ! What is wrong with you?''

"You know I'm blunt Chance, I hold nothing back and that includes my-''

"Shut up!'' Chance ran his hands through his hair several times. He didn't understand, thinking that there must be a logical explanation.

And drugs like he had originally thought wasn't it, he should know because he did a drug test on himself and nothing. It was all negative.

So did that mean