[Easy on the goods there. That cut cock stands and bobs erect now that it's free of his briefs. He shoves Freddy's jeans and trousers down none too gently.]

I'm gonna make you grip the bars and keep a leg up. You gotta hold on tight until I decide whether or not I wanna let you kiss the tile or make you get down on the floor and hope to God no midget gets in.

[Or anybody else. This isn't gonna be a quiet one, it's already apparent. For now it's just dirty talk. He takes Freddy's wrists and holds em to the handicap railing to demonstrate. It lets him growl his promises against the crook of his neck.]