[More hands on that wiry body to get those clothes off. Freddy doesn't need risqué leather anything to get this old heart thumping.]

No. [Larry leans to lick at that exposed torso.] He straightened up and wiped his mouth on his sleeve. I kissed him then two drunk rednecks came around with the same kind of plan. They started squawking. I didn't want to fuck him. Especially the way I fuck you.