You don't want--to be asked. [Huff huff.] You want to be told.
[Freddy argues as he clutches the old man's limbs. Is he wrong, Lawrence Dimick? Prove it if he is. He dares you. The way that paw is working to help guide him in just reinforces Freddy's own belief, that Larry, though a face-to-face romantic that he is, can and wants to withstand a little rough housing too.]
Oh shit....
[The kid shudders. He's buried almost balls deep into the old man and already he's succumbing to the tightness. Fuck has all this time in the desert tightened up his end too? Now that he thinks about it maybe that's why bending over for Larry the other day felt like bending over for a club. A very warm club. Orrrr it could just be the lack of lube. Who knows.] You feelin' good yet?
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[Freddy argues as he clutches the old man's limbs. Is he wrong, Lawrence Dimick? Prove it if he is. He dares you. The way that paw is working to help guide him in just reinforces Freddy's own belief, that Larry, though a face-to-face romantic that he is, can and wants to withstand a little rough housing too.]
Oh shit....
[The kid shudders. He's buried almost balls deep into the old man and already he's succumbing to the tightness. Fuck has all this time in the desert tightened up his end too? Now that he thinks about it maybe that's why bending over for Larry the other day felt like bending over for a club. A very warm club. Orrrr it could just be the lack of lube. Who knows.] You feelin' good yet?
[Now comes the slow grind.]