[Oof! Heh heh heh, excuse the kid for laughing a little, old man. How can he not? Er, but now Larry's the one taking matters (him) into his own paws. Freddy doesn't protest despite this not being his own skin. Nothing in the way, they said.]

I gotta be honest with you, just thinkin' about squeezin' one off in this guy's body is kind of a buzzkill. I'll watch you though.

[He's standing there to be soaped up. Real obedient-like. Larry can take his remark for a compliment though. Sure the beefeater's prized meat to look at but so is Steve Rogers and Freddy's already made it pretty clear he could never fuck Captain America (and now never ever will because the guy's off the market). With Eames it's kind of the same thing, jerking off without him knowing is wrong (and tempting in its wrongness) and it's fucking Mary Poppins. He might be open to whacking with him but as him? With Larry? No thanks. He likes Lawrence Dimick more than that.]