[Panting breathes ruffle the lightly colored hair closest to him.]
Huh?
[Larry stops and immediately regrets it. Fuck he aches so much. Okay. No stopping. Just slower.]
Me? [No. The mouse in your pocket. His eyes dip down to their two different cocks pushed up together. Own it. Man up. Look at you right now, Dimmy. His face fucking burns.] Yeah. Mostly.
[He's been up someone's ass and someone really did a number on him. Both in juvie. But Larry refuses to let that count. So much for trying to sound like he's not a cocksucking faggot.
Freddy asked if he wanted to go again. Was he being polite? Or does he just want his rocks off?]
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Huh?
[Larry stops and immediately regrets it. Fuck he aches so much. Okay. No stopping. Just slower.]
Me? [No. The mouse in your pocket. His eyes dip down to their two different cocks pushed up together. Own it. Man up. Look at you right now, Dimmy. His face fucking burns.] Yeah. Mostly.
[He's been up someone's ass and someone really did a number on him. Both in juvie. But Larry refuses to let that count. So much for trying to sound like he's not a cocksucking faggot.
Freddy asked if he wanted to go again. Was he being polite? Or does he just want his rocks off?]