[That's just the thing of it where Freddy Newendyke is concerned though, Larry's had these experiences. He's been there, done that, he's navigated the waters to know. Freddy hasn't, sometimes he thinks it makes him look naive, inexperienced, too young and stupid and testing Lawrence Dimick's patience. They're wonderful days in the moment, but for the future, well, Freddy tries not to think of that so seriously because what they left behind wasn't particularly forgiving.]
Baby... [Breathe, Newendyke. He presses his lips to Larry's skin.] I want you inside me.
[So on his birthday, right by this fireplace, on this fur rug, Freddy can please himself by making this memory of filling each other up in a cabin in the snow. Who knows maybe one of them'll get knocked up finally. If that doesn't make Freddy Newendyke a tried and true 'gay' as Pink would call him God knows what does.]
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Baby... [Breathe, Newendyke. He presses his lips to Larry's skin.] I want you inside me.
[So on his birthday, right by this fireplace, on this fur rug, Freddy can please himself by making this memory of filling each other up in a cabin in the snow. Who knows maybe one of them'll get knocked up finally. If that doesn't make Freddy Newendyke a tried and true 'gay' as Pink would call him God knows what does.]