We could get a room near the venue so we don't got to go so far. I'll wanna drink. [Rubbing up and down his cock Larry leans to drag his smile over Freddy's shoulder.] I'd see Tom Petty with you.

[For some reason sweating out these seconds before fucking aren't as bad when the kid isn't wrapped around his dick. That waiting is the hardest part. Properly prepared he puts a hand on his main man's hips.]

How come you taste so good?

[That's actually a question as he's easing the kid on down. Larry positions his cock.]