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Will Smith and Eddie Murphy, set in the scene of American Beauty. With will smith as the role of the hot cheer leader and, motherfucking. eddie murphy as a tired, african king who has grown tired of his family. go.
Disclaimer: I've never never American Beauty but I'm gonna go in head first.
Will was sitting on the bleachers wearing the little red skirt and crop top. His legs freshly hairy after spending the winter growing them out. He was smoking a bowl when Eddie came over in a huff. Will knew all about this guy. He was one of the African Kings sent over to teach them the ways of royalty. Eddie stopped right in front of Will hands on his hips.
"I hope you plan on sharing that, stud," he said referring to the weed.
Will hesitated a moment and then scooted over to make room. He passed the bowl to him slightly confused. "Why does an African King need this? Don't you have everything you could ever need?"
Eddie sighed, "I'm sick and tired of the life I live. Sometimes I walk these halls and just wish I could find myself a cheerleader to settle down with here instead of going back."
Eddie's hand now rested on Wills thigh. Will gasped a little as Eddie moved his hand a little further up. He turned away bashfully, "We can't, sir. You're married."
"Not here I'm not," Eddie said as he planted a sloppy wet kiss on Will's mouth.
The bell rang and they pulled apart. Will put the bowl back in his bag and dashed off to class. His thigh was still warm from where Eddie had touched him.