Date: Sat, 17 Aug 2019 16:07:47 -0300
From: adrian maroon <adrianmaroon765@gmail.com>
Subject: Initiated by Baxter 3 [bestiality]

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Initiated by Baxter - Chapter 3

Considering the situation, my morning had been quite uneventful so far.
Carrying a few wooden planks around, hammering some nails, putting
bricks over mortar. I've crossed with Matt already, naturally, but
didn't have the privacy I wanted to press on the issue at hand, so we
both greeted each other and went on about our days. I kept myself on
watch, however, for the inevitable event where Matt would excuse himself
off work to smoke a cig leaning on a post light in the corner down the
street.

Yet it was him who came to me. "Psst, I'm gonna smoke a bit, wanna come
with me?"

"I... yeah, sure," I said, and followed suit. I was walking beside and
slightly behind him. I could catch his ever so subtle grin as he
shuffled his pockets looking for his lighter as we walked down the
street. The sun reflected on his shaved, white head and shined in the
little droplets of sweat dripping off his ginger beard.

"You keep looking strange at me," he started as he put his back on the
post light and put a cigarette in his lips. "I need you to stop doing
that. It's not like you."

"Well, I can't help it, Matt, you know you-"

"Yes, the tape. I stole it."

I crossed my arms and leaned towards him. "Damn right you did."

"Your shorts too, if you haven't noticed."

"Sigh. I looked for them yesterday. Anyway, dude, why?"

Matt shrugged. "Just for kicks, I suppose. Also, I knew that gay movie
we watched wasn't what you have rented, and I was curious about the real
thing."

I covered my mouth with my hand. "You mean, that gay... Dominic? Did he
actually-"

"William P. Hendershot, chill, man!" Matt said as he grabbed my arms and
squeezed them tight against my body. "You're so tense, you look tense.
Dominic didn't say anything, but you do remember I'm a regular there,
right?"

"Hmm."

"The place doesn't even have any porn tapes on regular display. And all
the others in the back room are non-vanilla. The movie you played last
night was too plain to belong to that store."

I covered my face with one hand. Indeed, after he mentioned that, I
couldn't remember finding any conventional porn tapes. Everything was
tied to a fetish.

"Mrmmg-" I started murmuring something but was again interrupted by
Matt, grabbing my wrist and pulling my hand away from my face.

"Dude, relax. It's all cool."

I took a deep breath, and didn't answer anything, nor could I look into
his eyes either. Matt kept holding my wrist while he finished smoking.

Two construction workers, facing each other, close together, talking
intimately during the day, one, petite and chunky leaning against a post
light while the other, taller, with darker skin and a leaner and more
muscular build, looking comfortless to the man in front of him.

"So what now?" I finally asked, after recollecting my thoughts.

"What what?" He asked back, puzzled.

"You mean... you saw what I rented. You saw what I like."

Matt smiled at me. "Will, how could you not get that until now? I'm cool
with it. In fact, I can say you have some good taste."

"I, uh, well. I... don't know what to say." I waited a few more seconds,
and then asked, "and what about my shorts?"

"Jerked off to 'em," Matt answered. "Obviously."

"Uh. Oh. Can I have it back?"

Matt waited to answer that one. He gave a last, long whiff at his
cigarette and then threw the stub on the street. "Sure thing."

"Good." I breathed in heavily, then out slowly. "Really good."

"Come on, let's get back to work," he said tapping me in the shoulder.

"We haven't finished talking."

"I know, there's much I want to ask, but not here." He said and winked
at me. "Later."

Matt being Matt, I knew something was up. I knew him for years, though,
and never had a reason not to trust him, so I let it slide. I just
nodded back at him and we walked back to work.

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"Hey, William!" My boss, Mr. Templeton, screamed from the other side of
the construction site. "Come here for a sec."

I wasn't used to talking with him often. Aside from greetings, goodbyes
and "here's your money", I suppose I never gave him any trouble, so he
just let me be. From my point of view, he wasn't much into small talk
either.

"Listen here," he started after a handshake. "One of our suppliers
hasn't delivered some plumbing materials. They were supposed to deliver
them last week, and we're behind schedule. I need you to go fetch them.
Are you capable of some stern talking?"

I scratched my head. "I suppose."

"Good," he said, grabbing my biceps and pinching it. "You look strong, I
just need you to go, grab the stuff and complain to them, something of
that sort. You can use the company's truck. Can I count on you, then?"

"Yes, boss, it's on me," I answered, still surprised at the sudden
request.

"Good. It's outside the city, so it might take a while. Have Mattison
accompany you to help you load the stuff into the truck, and come back
when you're done, okay?"

"Alright, boss. We'll be right back."

"Good," he said, again. "Go to the truck, I'll go find Mattison."

So the other thing about Matt is that it is difficult to understand what
he's thinking of and what his machinations are. At that point it was
very clear to me that this task was Matt's doing, but I was yet to
understand how he pulled that off, and why.

It wasn't of Mr. Templeton to "go find someone" either. I didn't hear
him shouting for Matt, so it meant he really went out of his way to talk
with him. I have no memory of them talking and/or behaving outside of
the ordinary either.

Matt was, I had to admit, full of tricks.

I waited for him on the driver's seat and not long after he came around
and got in, with a piece of paper in his hand. "It's the supplier's
address. Shall we go, then?"

My answer was turning the engine on, pumping some gas, shifting gears
and getting on the road. "Just how?"

"Me and Howard have a deal," Matt said. "No biggie, don't worry about
it."

"Fine. I have my own shit to think about, anyway."

We talked about various things for a while. In reality, I was still
reluctant to bring the obvious subject up, so I was buying my time until
I was more comfortable with the idea. Matt appeared to have understood
that, so he didn't say a thing about it either.

When I was ready to make a turn for the freeway, Matt intervened. "Not
right now, Will. Boss didn't say the time we should be back, let's slack
a little. Drive around town for a while."

"I- ... actually, I'm not really that curious."

"It's not even that weird," Matt answered. "I wanted something from him,
and he demanded something back. Simple as that."

"But Matt, why-" I closed my mouth, looked out at the street, then
continued. "Let's get back to what we were talking this morning."

"Right, I was only waiting for you." He reached for his backpack sitting
between his legs, pulled the shorts I used yesterday and threw them in
my belly. "Came in them two times, one after I got home last night, and
then again this morning. You smell fucking delicious, Will, and I
couldn't get enough of it."

I blushed at his words. The shorts were hanging in my thigh, so I
grabbed it, tugged it whole in my hand and brought it to my nose. It
smelled funky, which made my cock tent up. "You know, I'm still angry at
you for stealing it, your dedications make up for it."

"I know," he answered. "I'll get around to it. So let's talk details.
Have you done it already with a dog, Will?"

"No," I answered, putting the shorts down between my thighs and gently
stroking my cock under my pants. "Kind of. It's complicated."

"Well? We have plenty of time, no?"

"I just let Baxter rim me and then I let him mount me."

"Oh. Baxter's fairly big, and your asshole was quite tight last night.
How was it for you?"

"That's the thing, it didn't get in. I rented that tape to get some
better ideas on how to get it done. You know, to have my dog fuck me in
the ass."

"Right," Matt said, combing his beard with his fingers. "And how that
came to be? Did Baxter just start sniffing your ass out of the blue and
you let him have his way with you?"

I laughed. "That's the gist of it, yes."

"And you accepted that, that easily?"

"Well... it felt good. I also never had any repulsive thoughts about
people fucking with animals, and since I also grew up in a ranch,
sometimes hearing similar stories..."

"Got it, got it."

"And how about you? Are you also into dogs?"

"Not really," he answered, and reached for my shoulder. "But relax, I
don't mind it. I get horny by letting other people fulfill their
fetishes, you know? And I happen to have experience with men and dogs,
too," he said softly, and grinning.

Seeing that made my cock throb. It was getting painful not to freely
stroke it. "So?"

"So you want to be fucked by dogs, right? And Baxter is a big stud. You
will need a pal to be with you, to help you," he said, then put his hand
over my thigh and lightly caressed it. "I can be your pal."

I grabbed his hand and moved over to between my legs, letting the back
of his pinky touch my aching balls over my pants. "If only I knew you
like that. I'll gladly accept the help."

"I suppose Annemarie will be quite the problem, though, she doesn't
leave your house," he answered as he stroked the inside of my thigh.

"Right. Perhaps I can talk to her, make some shit up so she spends less
time at home, or-"

"I was getting on that, Will. For now, just come to my house every now
and then with Baxter. It'll be like the old times, before you spend all
your nights with her, so it won't be suspicious at all."

I pondered. "That can work. I still need to sleep at home, though. Ann's
needy, and she has a damn fine pussy."

Matt laughed. "Sure she has. Anyway, while you took my cock with
relative ease, I think we need to stretch you a bit before you can take
Baxter's, and his knot in particular. You can leave that to me," he
continued.

I grabbed his hand, squeezed it tight and we interlaced our fingers.
"It's a deal, then."

"Good. Now let's get to your house while the sun's still up. I want to
see how you and Baxter play together."

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Baxter wasn't really used to see me before night, so he welcomed both me
and Matt with effusive jumps, whips of his tail and barks. When Matt
leaned down to pet him, he immediately lied down and exposed his belly
for him.

After kneeling on the ground and giving Baxter a vigorous scratch, Matt
got up, took his shirt off and tossed aside. "It's really good he's in
the right mood, it'll make things easier."

"I tried to taunt him last night before you came, when I was watching
the dog porn, and he wasn't interested, you know."

"I'll see about that," he answered, confidently. "How about you wear
that shorts and nothing else for now?"

I undressed myself in the middle of the living room. I watched Matt's
eyes fill with lust as I freed my cock from my briefs. My body glistened
from all the worked up sweat. I stood there, naked in front of him, with
Baxter wagging his tail and making circles around us, then slowly put
the shorts in. It had a strong, funky smell of both Baxter and Matt's
cum.

"Kneel on the sofa for a bit," Matt ordered.

I did as requested, opening my legs and raising my round and firm but to
them. "Like this?"

Matt came to me, grabbed me by the thighs and buried his face between my
ass cheeks. He breathed in, slapped my right ass cheek and said,
"heavenly. Must taste great, too."

"But it's not for you," I said. "Not today."

"Not today, indeed," he said, laughing. "I envy Baxter. Dog has such a
fine ass just for himself today. If he ends up not being interested,
I'll take it, though."

"That's not what I hired you for," I said. We both laughed.

"Damn right," he answered. He also got himself naked. Baxter was by his
side, waiting for him to pet his head. "Kneel on the ground, Will, and
lie your chest on the sofa."

And so I did. I lowered my shorts, too, and so my asshole was completely
exposed to Baxter, though still properly guarded by the hair in my hairy
bottom. Matt crossed one leg over me and sat in my back, his ass cheeks
pressing my chest against my sofa. I felt the coarseness of his hairy
balls scratching my back as he stroked his cock and admired my bottom
from above.

He ran a finger on my ass crack and raised it to his face to smell it,
then whistled and called for Baxter's name. "Here, bud, smell this."
Matt purposefully raised his finger high so Baxter had to get up on me
to be able to sniff it. I felt his hairy knot close to my ass and really
wanted to stroke my cock, but was unable to at my position.

Matt, on the other hand, was stroking his while he let Baxter smell his
finger as much as he wanted. I heard licking, and deduced Baxter had
decided to have a taste. I couldn't see much either with the back of my
eye, I could only discern Matt's back and his arm moving with the rhythm
of his strokes.

It was only when I heard Matt moan and felt Baxter's fur on my back and
I realized that he had let Baxter lick his cock. I was exploding in
jealousy as Matt wiggled his hip and I felt Baxter's tongue in my back,
presumably from licking his balls. "Oh boy, aren't you a good licker!"
He exclaimed.

"Now, now," Matt said. "Seems like I got him hooked. Dogs sometimes take
a while to warm up, though."

"Aren't you taking too much advantage of the situation? Throw me a
bone," I begged, rocking my hip back and forth, grazing my cock against
the fabric of the sofa.

"I'm on it," he answered. "Here, Baxter," he continued as he slapped my
ass cheeks. "This is where the smell comes from." He slapped a few more
times, but I didn't feel Baxter moving away from my back. "Baxter, no,
not here, here. Baxter, ugh-"

Matt then moved his body forward towards my bottom, his balls now
dangling right above my ass crack. With no more space in my back, Baxter
had to get down. Matt then leaned down and I knew right up what he was
doing: Baxter was laser focused on his dick and balls, so he held them
right above my ass to convince the dog to explore further.

And it worked. Baxter first sniffed his balls but quickly caught on the
trail that led down to my asshole. Feeling his tongue in my ass crack
made me quiver in pleasure while Matt held my ass cheeks apart.

Baxter licked everything, from the top of my ass, where Matt's balls
were hanging on top of, down to my balls and the tip of my cock, which
was dripping precum on the floor.

"Do you intend on having him fuck me today?" I asked.

"Probably not. I already told you, he's too big. I'm letting him catch
your scent so he builds an understanding of what you want from him."

"Oh," I said. "So what, then?" I asked while moaning. Baxter went back
up to my ass and was so focused on licking my asshole that he was almost
tongue-fucking me.

"You'll suck him off, of course," Matt answered. He got up, gave Baxter
a few taps on his body and then added, "get on all fours, now."

Once I had better freedom of movement I immediately grabbed my cock to
stroke it. I heard and felt Baxter's breathing get more intense as he
kept sniffing and licking my asshole. Meanwhile, Matt sat in front of
me, pulled my head up and shoved his cock in my mouth. His cock smelled
and tasted of dry cum and piss. I was expecting to taste Baxter's
saliva, too, but couldn't identify anything new. So a dog's saliva does
taste like human's, which isn't much, if anything at all. After cleaning
the whole head under the hood with my tongue, he pulled it out and
asked, "how's the taste?"

"Tastes like piss."

"And do you like it?"

"Hmm-hmm," I murmured, while sniffing his crotch and balls.

"Good to know," he answered, then he turned around and leaned on the
couch, exposing his hairy ass with a pink and puckered asshole to me.
"Care to give my ass some attention, then?"

Matt usually wasn't that bossy with me, but I was really digging that
new dynamic between us. I stuck my tongue out like a dog's and waited
for Matt to grab his own ass cheeks and pull them apart. His hands were
instead focused on stroking his cock and pinching his nipple, so I
licked his perineum and slowly made my way down, towards his taint. Matt
squirmed and moaned while Baxter panted profusedly while sniffing and
licking all my private parts.

All was going fine until Baxter started making rounds around me. You
know when a dog makes circles around a bitch on heat? Yeah, I knew what
was up. Matt knew it too. He sat upright, with his cock resting on my
face, and caressed my head as he watched Baxter dance around my ass,
sniffing it, licking it.

"Let's give this good boy what he wants. Hand your shorts over to me,
get on all fours and spread your legs."

Baxter tried to mount me as I tried to get up on my feet. He seemed very
confused as to why I was changing positions, so he stuck his muzzle
between my legs with my balls blocking his eyesight, trying to lick my
asshole as best - and as awkwardly - as he could, which made me taking
the shorts off just a bit clumsy.

After I took it off and handed it over to Matt, he grabbed it, smelled
it again, specifically the fabric right on top of my cock, then petted
Baxter's head and held him by the neck. "Go on."

My heart was racing. I turned my back to them, lowered my ass to level
with Baxter's head and slapped its cheeks with both my hands. "Oh my,"
Matt said as the impact rippled underneath the hairy skin. The clapping
sound also triggered Baxter, who tried to free himself from Matt's grip
to get what he wanted, and what we were taunting him with: myself.
"Hurry up, Will, he's getting impatient."

I got on all fours, then lowered my shoulders and pulled my legs apart.
"Should we try to get it in?"

"I'll see about that," Matt said as he freed Baxter. He immediately
jumped towards my hip, his hairy sheath being hugged by my ass, and
started rocking his body back and forth. Matt sat on the ground behind
us and took a look underneath. "Depends on how big he is. Let's get a
feel of his cock first."

"I-I already done that," I said. Baxter's pounds were heavy, and they
were frequently interrupting my words. As I continued, I felt the moist
tip of his cock slithering out of its sheath. "The first night, I
l-l-let him grop-grope me, and it was b - damn, he's-he's rough!"

It seemed Matt did not listen. As I was explaining, I felt his hand in
between me and Baxter, gently guiding the dog's cock out of my ass's way
after getting a feeling of its size. Compared to Matt's, Baxter's cock
had more girth closer to the knot, and it was lengthier too. I had no
doubt I was able to take it, my only concern was the knot. I knew how
dogs behaved after they cum, and I wasn't keen on having Baxter try and
pull out before I was ready.

Turned out, Matt was a great handler. Baxter's cock was just short of
the knot and it was nowhere near risking getting in - as much as I
wanted, to be honest - and was happily sliding up and down over my ass
crack. His precum, I assumed, was trickling down my balls and would drip
on the ground if it weren't for Matt's tongue, licking them clean.

Made me think whether Matt was honest about not liking fucking animals.
It was Baxter's precum, after all.

It took a bit before both me and Matt were able to feel the knot growing
in size, still in its sheath. I was jerking myself off while Matt gently
licked my balls when I felt it coming, so Matt swiftly got to his knees
and held Baxter's hip really tight. "Easy there, boy, it's not the time
yet."

"What now?" I asked.

"He's about to cum."

"That I know," I answered, laughing nervously. "Let him continue, it
feels really, really good."

"Not over your ass, that's for sure. Get up and go to the bedroom, lie
and your bed and wait for me, I'll hold Baxter."

I was flustered, I can't deny, but Matt was handling the scene, so I
obeyed. I lied belly up, held my cock to the side without stroking it
and caressed my shiny, sweaty body. I stuck my nose on my armpit and
took a few whiffs as well, enjoying myself in the scent of my own funk.

Shortly after, Matt came in with Baxter between his legs, firmly holding
him by the neck. "You're going to suck him off until he cums."

Damn that made my cock tingle. Once Matt let go of Baxter, he quickly
jumped to bed and went to search for my ass. He ended up stucking his
muzzle underneath my balls to sniff and lick it while Matt came to the
other side of the bed and pulled him aside. He tried to force Baxter to
lie down and then to turn it belly up, but Baxter wasn't playing ball.
"A little help here, please?"

Matt grabbed Baxter's hips while I held his shoulders, with my cock in
front of his face. "Come on, Baxter, you'll like this," I chanted. He
licked my cock as I petted his neck and shoulders, and slowly but surely
Baxter gave in and let us guide him.

Turning him around was easier, but having him stay there was another
challenge. Matt grabbed Baxter's sheath and pumped it a few times, which
seemed to have calmed him down. "You know what to do now," Matt said,
looking up to me.

We slowly switched positions, Matt holding Baxter's upper body while I
inched closer and closer to his cock. "Go gentle," Matt said. "Plenty of
sucking and licking, but mind your teeth."

"You don't really have to lecture me on that, Matt," I said. We both
laughed.

And so I grabbed his sheath and licked the tip of his cock.

I wonder if it's because it's sheathed, but a dog's cock doesn't really
tastes like a man's. A well cleaned cock tastes pretty much like licking
skin, aside from the salty and slightly viscous precum. Baxter's precum
felt more liquid in comparison, just as salty but also slightly bitter
as well. Actually, it tasted a bit bitter all throughout his shaft. And
it tasted amazing.

The smell was a novelty, too. Those who are accustomed with dogs know
they smell differently than humans, of course, but his crotch had such a
funky and particular scent to it that this alone would be enough for me
to cum in other occasions. A dog's cock is usually well cleaned, so it
didn't smell at all like piss.

Now, the touch. Baxter's cock, bright red with distinguished blood
vessels felt really soft to the tongue, but amazingly firm when hugged
by my lips. It felt really easy to slide it in and out of my mouth, and
playing with it was such an experience: I often deep throated myself as
much as possible while I spiralled my tongue around the tapered last
half of his cock.

His knot was still sheathed, unfortunately. I was really curious to wrap
my tongue around it, but its time would surely come.

I was so enthralled by sucking Baxter's cock - who was now laying
happily still - that I almost didn't realize Matt had started sucking my
cock, slowly and softly, and finger fucked my ass. "How is it?" He
asked.

"Amazing, needless to say," I answered before filling my mouth again.

"Watch out for his cum. Dogs usually cum more than men do, and I want
you to drink all of it," he warned me as he sucked his middle finger and
slid it inside my ass. "Lie on your belly, I want your ass now."

Lying flat while sucking a cock - a dog or a human's - is somewhat
difficult, so I stood on all fours and lowered my bottom to Matt while I
kept on sucking Baxter. He spread my ass cheeks apart and swiftly
slithered his tongue inside my asshole. "Curse you, Baxter, it tastes
plain now!" He shouted, laughing, then put his cock in.

While Matt shuffled to find the best spot to make me moan as he fucked
me, I fondled Baxter's balls as I kept sucking him off. Bigger than the
both of us, yet still smooth for such a hairy dog, they begged for some
due attention. As I let go of his cock to go for his balls, I tried to
jerk him off on his exposed shaft but Baxter complained with a soft
bark, presumably by the friction of the coarse skin in my hands due to
work. No matter, I kept stroking his sheath while I swallowed one of his
balls whole, which was big enough to not give my tongue much space to
move around.

I moaned softly as Matt kept grazing his cock against my prostate until
I felt Baxter's balls pulsate and his knot started sliding out to all of
its glory. As soon as I let go of his ball, Matt grabbed my head with
both my hands and forced me to take the dog's cock in my mouth once
again. Then I felt his cum flooding my mouth. It tasted much like his
precum, only a bit stronger. And Matt was right, it was so. fucking.
much.

I couldn't hold myself any longer, so without even touching my own cock,
I started cumming over the bed too. A strong spurt for every of Baxter's
own. I quivered and moaned loudly, and clenched my asshole tight around
Matt's cock.

He, too, started cumming inside me right away after that. I felt his
cock pulsate as it pumped his delicious cum inside me. Matt didn't pull
out, he wanted to seed me until he was all dry. Instead of moaning, his
orgasm was followed by something that remembered much of a howl, as
fitting and as curious and funny as it sounds.

It took us a while to stop orgasming and collect ourselves. I let
Baxter's cock slide out of my mouth, trying to trap as much of his cum
in as possible. His cock hit his belly with a distinct thump. I feasted
on the taste of his cum as I looked down at his daunting knot, so I
swallowed all of it and went down to lick the huge closer to the sheath.
Baxter, too, went to lick his own cock clean, so we shared the effort
together, tongues touching often.

My cock was still dangling half hard, with a string of cum slowly
dripping and wetting my bed. As Matt took his limp cock out of me, I
clenched my butt tight to keep his cum trapped in. "Let him have it,"
Matt said after he was all out. "My cum, let him lick your ass clean."

It sounded fun. I turned around to have my ass closer to Baxter's head.
Matt had to give it a few slaps before he stopped cleaning his cock and
went for my ass. As soon as I felt the muzzle digging between the ass
cheeks, I let the cum flow out for Baxter to feast on. Matt went below
me and sucked my cock until it went completely limp as his cum slowly
flowed out of me and towards Baxter's mouth.

After all was done, Baxter hopped off the bed to sleep in his usual spot
while I fell on top of Matt, completely tired out and gasping for air.
We stood there, hugging each other in an awkward post-sex 69.

"So, how was it?" Asked Matt after a few minutes.

"Exhilarating. I'm looking forward for the next days on your place."

"I'm really glad you enjoyed it. Makes you feel stupid, right? For not
trusting me earlier?"

"Right... I suppose you'll always remind me of that, now."

"Just today," he said, kissing my thigh. "Promise."

I changed positions and let him cuddle in my arms. He looked up and we
long kissed each other. "It sucks, still need to get back to work," he
said right after. "Come on, let's go. No need to shower ourselves, it's
just work, who cares if we stink."

"Of sex."

Matt shrugged. "Same thing, same thing."

"Both of us."

He winked at me. "No one will notice at thing."

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"It's not like you to change the bed sheets. What's gotten to you now?"
Ann asked as she crawled up the bed and under the bed sheet. She hugged
my arm and coiled herself to my side, so I hugged her and rested my hand
on her buttock.

"Well, I caught Baxter sleeping on the bed when I came back from work
today, so I changed them." She rested her head on my belly and played
with its fuzzy hair with her fingers, gently caressing my body with her
thumb and slowly sliding her hand inside my boxers. "By the way," she
continued, "you really need to look after Baxter. He was getting all
frisky around me when you were taking your shower. He even tried to
mount my leg!"

I hugged her tight against my chest, kissed her forehead, placed my hand
above hers and guided it to take care of my hard on. "Yeah, I'm aware of
it. I'm taking care of it, don't worry."