[Oh shit when the old man just moves him how he wants him that really gets Freddy fucking going. He's working his fist over and over until he feels his mouth brushing against his ankle. That's when Freddy wills himself to let go and reaches between his legs from behind, urging the old man to bury in deep then grind--hold that pending orgasm for a little while longer, Lawrence Dimick. He's the only man he's ever known to freely and gladly give a foot massage, with his mouth.]
You feel so fuckin' good, baby...
[Wiggling his toes. Those freckled fingers are feeling where they're connected, his own body stretched tight around Lawrence Dimick. Freddy's almost tempted to see if he can fit in a pair of fingers despite the new years episode that left him walking funny, or if Larry'll get impatient and stop him first, twist him around and render his arms useless, make him fit only to be fucked. Mr. White could do anything to Freddy Newendyke right now, including kill him, but Orange feels safest in his company.]
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[Oh shit when the old man just moves him how he wants him that really gets Freddy fucking going. He's working his fist over and over until he feels his mouth brushing against his ankle. That's when Freddy wills himself to let go and reaches between his legs from behind, urging the old man to bury in deep then grind--hold that pending orgasm for a little while longer, Lawrence Dimick. He's the only man he's ever known to freely and gladly give a foot massage, with his mouth.]
You feel so fuckin' good, baby...
[Wiggling his toes. Those freckled fingers are feeling where they're connected, his own body stretched tight around Lawrence Dimick. Freddy's almost tempted to see if he can fit in a pair of fingers despite the new years episode that left him walking funny, or if Larry'll get impatient and stop him first, twist him around and render his arms useless, make him fit only to be fucked. Mr. White could do anything to Freddy Newendyke right now, including kill him, but Orange feels safest in his company.]