whitetwoguns | But I ain't no madman.

[Oh his dick is out and it's at attention too, perfect for getting wrapped in a paw.]

Shit yes.

[Freddy sighs low, leaning forward with both his hips into that fist and his hand on the plastic dick into Larry's mouth. Just a little more though then he's carefully pulling Colossus back out.]

Take your pants off. All the way.

[Dimick is the only one making him talk like that, move like that. Well. Right here. Sharing won't be so bad. Just more toys. Speaking of toys, Colossus really makes him relax his jaw. Saliva trickles on down his chin.]

Mmmhmmm.

[Sigh. Hands move to wriggle on out of his briefs and trousers still pinned at the mouth by that big dick.]

[Watching Larry do this blindfolded is worth having that paw off his own cock. Freddy licks his lips too like a goddamn dog over a fucking pork chop.]

Now lay back and relax.

[Colossus down. Freckled hands up to pull the old man into position. He even puts one of the pillows down against the couch arm for Larry's head. Feel this, Mr. White? Another moment after some object rustling has Colossus poised for entry. No fingers. Just a generous application of lube. This is going to be a slow long process, getting the thing in him.]

Take him for me, baby. [Gentle pushing by the toy, equally careful kneading of his balls.]

[Blindfolded and completely trusting sort of like their relationship. They can see all the time but not whatever hurdles forward. They got one another, that's what can be depended on. Even with the miscommunication, the misunderstanding and their fair share of fighting. His breath catches feeling the swell of Colossus up against him.]

I can relax.

[Deep, deep breaths. The lube is cool against his skin. If Freddy is gonna ask he'll say all those goosebumps are because of that. This is gonna be a slow long process.]

I can do it.

[Slow and easy. Oh shit the first gradual stretch alone has him gasp.]

[Christ almighty watching him gasp like that just trying to stretch around the head is so goddamn arousing. Fucking worth every penny, however much Colossus cost. Slow and steady, easy does it now, the better to savor the sight of Lawrence Dimick taking it up the ass in the dark.]

That's good, Larry. You're doin' real real good... [They say it heightens the other senses. Well, does it?]

[Larry's fighting to not have his mouth hang on open. Tough task. If his whole body's gonna be open and ready, may as well be all over.]

Yeah, baby? Like seeing me on a big ol' cock.

[Panting like a dog in the summertime. His senses do feel heightened. Colossus isn't as warm as Freddy, more smooth. Even with the smoothness he can only take in so much at a time.]

I do.

[Freddy answers in a most simple matter of fact master-of-the-obvious tone. Damn they've only gotten just the permanently swollen tip in there. Some more careful rustling and the kid's got someone's pants laid out under Larry's thighs...to catch any staining caused by Freddy spitting on him. He drips whatever he can right over where his hole's tightened around the plastic cock, going down to lick at the seam too. He knows it won't be enough but the act ought to do something to those blind senses. The lube is still nearby so he can squeeze it on after.]

Keep going, baby. I can't turn it on until we've got most of him in you.

[Not that the old man's ever even going to know when that is. Heh heh heh.]

[The noises around him are distracting, if he was somewhere else he'd tense and ruin the whole process. Nothing but them in their home sweet home. Larry knows he locked the door behind.]

Oh fuck.

[It does something alright. Larry shivers from the back of his neck to the base of his spine.]

I'm not gonna stop.

[He wants to take it all, to prove to himself and Freddy that he can take big dick up his ass whether or not it belongs to some gorilla. Saliva on him too. Man, it's almost too much. His cock feels heavy as it hangs on down. Good thing their couch is protected. More inches taken on in. He's determined.]

Oh fuck you're swallowing it in.

[That's hyperbole for Lawrence Dimick, but the slip of muscle really does let him ease another few inches into Larry. This is about halfway now. Freddy lets go of the cock to see if weight and gravity alone will make his ass take in what's left. It's already far enough he doesn't need to keep holding onto it, leaving the kid free to knead on the old man's rear then spread it to tongue at the seam again.]

Come on, Larry. You're almost there. Do it for me.

[He throws in that last part to contrast all the gratuitous fucking with some romance.]

[Woah. Feels like that was a delayed slip. There's more to go. He can feel it. Come on, old man.]

Told you, baby.

[Hard to sound all cocky and determined but he's gonna try. Larry reaches back some to try to clutch on Freddy.]

Shit. [Huff. Puff. Even though he has felt the touch of his tongue, to feel it again is still a surprise. Flappy strong hands on him, helping him spread wide. Easy, easy now.]

I can do it.

{For them. For Freddy. There we go, another slip. Larry swears he feels it about brush up against his prostate. Or it could be his nerves are that raw. Either way he's made more progress. How you like them apples, kid.]

[He loves the whole bushel, enough to lick his lips again and drool like a fucking dog at disappearing inches. Orange leans back now, satisfied with the amount he's taken, the plastic balls molded into Colossus will keep him from sucking the whole thing in. This is important because this is hardly over.]

Turn over, lay on your back.

[It's going to be interesting (read: fun) to watch Larry do this with a big cock in him. Freddy's got his hands on the rest of Colossus though just in case he needs help.]

Over?

[Hey. Hey, man. Do it. It's gonna be alright. He's savoring the whole fullness. Excuse him if it takes some effort to get a move on. Turning on over does make Colossus move. There are unexpected huffs, gasps and groans but he accomplishes this.]

Damn, baby. You're some sort of fuckin' slave driver.

[Laid out on his back, belly exposed to this rough and scruffy dog.]

You think so?

[There's a 'breaking and taming gorillas' joke here he ought to make at Larry's expense but he decides not to. The man was born and raised in a different time, after all. Freddy can have mercy too. He rubs at the old man's balls again. Once more he thinks about just turning Colossus on and getting back to his games, maybe next time.]

You look great. Stay just like that.

[It's a deliberately obvious next move on his end but on Larry's end he might find the sudden drip of cool lube over his erection a surprise.]

[Bear and gorilla tamer would be a more accurate job description.]

Fuck baby.

[Balls feel heavy and swollen under the pads of his fingers.]

Woah.

[Very cool! Enough to evoke a shiver which keeps on rolling because Colossus strikes a right kind of nerve up his ass.]

What're you gonna do now, sheriff?

[That bold ass cocky question makes him stop rubbing lube all over his dick. His hand stills on Colossus too, almost like he wants Larry to believe nothing's happening.]

What do you think?

[Tell him, Dimmy. He wants to fucking hear it.]

I get to fuck you while you're fuckin' me.

[With the big plastic dick. He hopes that's about ring. Paws blindly feel for where Freddy is, even if it's a leg or an arm.]

...I don't think it'll take you so long to fit me.

[A little laugh or else he'd be whimpering for more. It's not the Dimick way. Still he can't hide how his chest is rising and falling with each heavy breath. He really is waiting for more.]

You're too smart.

[Freddy remarks like it's annoying but they both know it's not and they both know he's absolutely right. He'll still take his damn time getting around to it though. Pat pat to that wandering paw which the kid positions to wrap around the base of his thick cock.]

Hold this.

[He directs Larry as he moves to straddle him. Freddy here is also aching for it now so he wastes no time in sinking his asshole down around the old man. The noise he makes is a stretched out groan.]

[Annoying? Fucking? No. Never.]

Yup.

[That's a grunt more than a word. He is anticipating right up until the second.]

Oh yeah, Freddy. [Larry swallows. Now that he knows where the man is, paws are on those thighs then waist. From there he knows where his cock is.]

Now I got you all full like I am.

[Huff. Puff. Shit his cock might already be slicking his ass with precum.]

Keep talkin' big, big man.

[Freddy dares him, voice strained from fitting around his dick so damn fast. It feels fucking amazing with paws heavy on his thighs. Not as amazing as it'll be in the next second though, so he believes. Kneeling like this gives room between his ass and Larry's lap, ample enough to get fucked with some degree of pace. He hopes that pace is a high and hard pounding one as he turns Colossus on, going straight for quarter down from the highest setting. He braces for a possibly intense impact.]

And take your--?

[He was expecting them to settle into motion. Freddy pretty much turned on a rodeo bull when he brought Colossus to life. Larry bucks and moans. Oh fuck he wasn't expecting this at all! Paws claw at his flesh.]

Freddy! Fuck!

[Yeah. Moving, bucking, fucking...riding as fast as he can to orgasm that he feels like is gonna hit him any second.]

[He'd say something awfully smartass about now but the way Larry is bucking underneath him, into him, Freddy can't really form any proper words. There's a lot of groaning and moaning and whining that sends a harsh flush right to his cheeks, both sets.]

Put your cum [Swallow.] in me, Larry.

[Somehow he manages to keep the vibrating dick stuffed deep in the old man without hurting him or himself on that buck wild cock.]

[Larry's got a solid enough hold on his own. A slip now and then on Freddy's part won't make Colossus budge. Not yet.]

Shit. [No sentences right now. His prostate is wrecked. Balls tight from all of the teasing. Not much more at all.] Shit!

[He blows it all at once and hard. That big vibrating dick keeps on moving mercilessly making him twitch. Even though his cum is pumped up into Freddy's ass he keeps on rolling in the sensation.]

God. [Gulp. Gasp.]

[Holy shit the old man comes so hard the kid can fucking feel his load coating his insides. Now that's a good shuddering orgasm. Freddy's got to reach his own soon or risk not being able to cum himself on Larry's dick. Fortunately just watching (and feeling) him orgasm so damn fast like he was a teenager again has already pushed Freddy over the halfway mark. He turns Colossus down until it's more of an even buzz.]

Fuck me, Larry.

[He urges the older man while pulling his blindfold off to look him in the brown eye.] I'm so fuckin' close baby...

[The light from the TV screen makes a bright blue glow as he can see again. Larry blinks trying to clear away the extra brilliant shine before he realizes that might be sweat on Freddy's freckled skin. What a treat it is now to see. The low and more manageable rumbling up in him makes Larry feel less crazy.]

Okay, baby.

[One firm paw at Freddy's hip and the other will be at his dick. Gotta make the most of it while he's still hard. His load between them really ads in an extra whollup of heat. Sure is going to be messy. Like they give a care about that kind of shit.]

Gonna fuck your sweet ass until you cum.

[Thrusting up into his tight ring of muscles while his own flex and don't get to relax yet. Larry clenches his teeth in concentration. His eyes are on those delicious caramel apple eyes. Can Freddy tell even though they're having a dirty fuck that those eyes are as smitten as a teenager?]

[Oh he can tell because Freddy is also smitten in his own Newendyke way. Floppy hair falls forward around his eyes as he rides with Larry, panting and groaning and making that reedy sound signaling how close he is to orgasm. It will always sound similar to when he was spinning in pain in the backseat of a car. Just like fucking teenagers. He grabs hold of the wildcat as an anchor.]

Make me cum, big man.

[It's almost a shout because right as he finishes the last word his body starts writhing on him. He's making a mess of load between ass and lap, not to mention the semen that starts spilling out over Mr. White's fingers, his belly, his goddamn everything scarred and inked to perfection. Fucking smitten.]

But I ain't no madman.

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