[Talking like that, holding him like that makes Larry want to give him more so more of that praise will come. He's pulling at those pants, lower now. He's got enough of a hold on the situation to help Freddy sit bare assed on their counter top. They'll clean it. For that though he pulls away to kiss and lick at his thighs until the old man has the kid where he wants him.]
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Don't worry, tough guy. I'm not gonna go away.
[Wiry hair brush against his stubble.]