I want to. [Woah. Is that his voice? It's rough and low. He rests his cheek on Freddy's ass and glides his foreskin up and down. It hasn't been two minutes. Heh.]
You want me to stop, baby?
[Reacting and saying that he doesn't have to... it's a fuzzy area. It's sort of selfish in the end. Larry doesn't want to have to disrupt their happy return home with a break down. The joke is on him though. It'll have to happen. Fucking's not talking. And it is hard to lose yourself in fucking when you can't get it up, goddamn is he trying.
Dark brown hair might tickle against his thigh as Larry tilts his head to lick behind his balls.
A car cruises by too fast to see anything or anyone, it's lights do spill on through the leaves up higher above their heads.]
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You want me to stop, baby?
[Reacting and saying that he doesn't have to... it's a fuzzy area. It's sort of selfish in the end. Larry doesn't want to have to disrupt their happy return home with a break down. The joke is on him though. It'll have to happen. Fucking's not talking. And it is hard to lose yourself in fucking when you can't get it up, goddamn is he trying.
Dark brown hair might tickle against his thigh as Larry tilts his head to lick behind his balls.
A car cruises by too fast to see anything or anyone, it's lights do spill on through the leaves up higher above their heads.]