[The nods he makes are small and seemingly stuttered in action. He's tired, his body's getting exhausted, he's possibly orgasmed out of the inning, but a little bench warming might give them both enough time to get back in the game. The question is, can the kid's body handle it? He swallows, so fucking close to his face maybe Larry sees the movement in Freddy's throat.]
Okay--yeah.
[Huff puff. Pant. Swallow.] I-I wanna be your dog.
[Plus points to Lawrence Dimick if he knows The Stooges in addition to understanding this kid's ready to get on all fours for him.]
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Okay--yeah.
[Huff puff. Pant. Swallow.] I-I wanna be your dog.
[Plus points to Lawrence Dimick if he knows The Stooges in addition to understanding this kid's ready to get on all fours for him.]