[Freddy's shaking his head, not too much so Larry can have space to kiss him on his bare freckled shoulder. Fuck he's so comfortable, so comforting. What would you do without him, Newendyke? If it weren't for Mr. White he might very well still be in the closet and still living out a fucking lie even though it took a lie to get them to meet at all. Shit works out in mysterious ways.]
Jerk me off, tough guy.
[He breathes, thighs tensing to grind a little with that big old hand on his proportionately sizable cock.]
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[Freddy's shaking his head, not too much so Larry can have space to kiss him on his bare freckled shoulder. Fuck he's so comfortable, so comforting. What would you do without him, Newendyke? If it weren't for Mr. White he might very well still be in the closet and still living out a fucking lie even though it took a lie to get them to meet at all. Shit works out in mysterious ways.]
Jerk me off, tough guy.
[He breathes, thighs tensing to grind a little with that big old hand on his proportionately sizable cock.]