[Oh fuck that paw on his dick gets the kid's breathing erratic. Fucking tables.]

I--I wanted him to--Christ, Larry. [He's not quite riding Mr. White's cock yet but it's clear he wants to.] Knowin' what I do now? I'd get on my knees, let him push his dick into my mouth. [Huff huff.] Get it real nice and wet. Hell I'd do body shots of it.

[He's rocking in that lap now.] Then, after I've sucked it all down, he'd--he'd pull be up by my hair, shove me over his bright ass dresser, the kind with all those big lights. Pull my jeans off just enough, rip my briefs, and then he'd fuck the fucking shit out of me. Right in that fucking mirror.

[Like the sound of that, old man? Green eyes are looking down, maybe for approval, maybe for challenge.]