[Thump and thump. Somehow Larry's successful in getting the kid's boots off even as he's curled up and suckling on a nipple like it's a fucking tit in one of those magazines. It may not stick out like a lady's but Freddy prefers it that way, just a rise on a hard rounded and firm pec. And with his ass so damn close to his cock he can rub against it, eager to get on it if it were oiled already. Fuck.]
No.
[He answers pre-emptively, already guessing how Larry will want to make this so fucking comfortable for them, to keep it sweet and not rough and desperate. But he is desperate, he wants him so bad because they've been kept apart by other duties. Mouths meet again in wet kisses, Freddy's already wrapping his limbs around Larry.]
What is it?
[He's backpedaling, gathering his senses again and trying to put some restraint on his own impulses. That's how the kid almost broke his ass on another man's dick that one time, right? Though, Larry here is no 'other man', Larry here knows how to handle him best.]
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No.
[He answers pre-emptively, already guessing how Larry will want to make this so fucking comfortable for them, to keep it sweet and not rough and desperate. But he is desperate, he wants him so bad because they've been kept apart by other duties. Mouths meet again in wet kisses, Freddy's already wrapping his limbs around Larry.]
What is it?
[He's backpedaling, gathering his senses again and trying to put some restraint on his own impulses. That's how the kid almost broke his ass on another man's dick that one time, right? Though, Larry here is no 'other man', Larry here knows how to handle him best.]