[Okay while not unexpected the way Larry starts handling him still comes as a surprise. A pleasant surprise. His jeans are wriggling off and because he's still seated this way his briefs are coming off with them in a semi-haphazard manner. It's a big fucking turn on, getting manhandled. He has to hold onto the recliner to keep from slipping.]
So what--if I was?
[Doing his best to sound petulant, he is, but Freddy inevitably groans. Hey whose birthday is it again?? No harm no foul if this is the kind of present Lawrence Dimick wants right?] Maybe I was thinkin' how many ways I could fuck you in it too.
[That's not quite a bluff either. Did he ever end up asking the kid how he likes his fucking, giving compared to receiving? Does Larry really even have to ask to know?]
no subject
So what--if I was?
[Doing his best to sound petulant, he is, but Freddy inevitably groans. Hey whose birthday is it again?? No harm no foul if this is the kind of present Lawrence Dimick wants right?] Maybe I was thinkin' how many ways I could fuck you in it too.
[That's not quite a bluff either. Did he ever end up asking the kid how he likes his fucking, giving compared to receiving? Does Larry really even have to ask to know?]