[Classy? Clean? No, not a bit. They met in a club over beers and bonded over sports and illegal betting. They've fucked in fancy restaurants and greasy spoon bathrooms. Their life has come to be about highs and lows and riding them all.]
Goddamn, cowboy.
[No names. Oh does he want to gasp and moan out one of the most meaningful secrets between them. Larry grips into Freddy's hair, his other hand is going to be self indulgent and take care of his own wet nipple. That's what you make him do kid, it's how you make him feel.]
That's good. [Gulp. If only they were home, he would want to fuck this kid's face without abandon but know he's got something that would really finish him off. Thanks for taking their Valentine away.]
C-come on now. Turn around. Lemme do my part.
[These hands have missed touching on him so freely. He can feel the tense, sore spots. There's gonna be a massage for Freddy. After their spamwiches.]
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Goddamn, cowboy.
[No names. Oh does he want to gasp and moan out one of the most meaningful secrets between them. Larry grips into Freddy's hair, his other hand is going to be self indulgent and take care of his own wet nipple. That's what you make him do kid, it's how you make him feel.]
That's good. [Gulp. If only they were home, he would want to fuck this kid's face without abandon but know he's got something that would really finish him off. Thanks for taking their Valentine away.]
C-come on now. Turn around. Lemme do my part.
[These hands have missed touching on him so freely. He can feel the tense, sore spots. There's gonna be a massage for Freddy. After their spamwiches.]