[That's enough keeping his own paws to himself. Rearranged to straddle the old man this kid starts working Larry's shirt off. It was a work night wasn't it? So he's got a tie and buttons to undo which on one hand lets Freddy take his fucking teasing sweet time but on the other means his own dick and ass will have to go unattended. Well, beyond the attention of big old hands anyway.]

I think...about alotta things, Larry.

[Freddy hisses. He tilts his head to better form against the shape of the face working on the crook of his neck. There goes the tie. Now onto his buttons.] Right now I'm thinkin' about...riding your dick, makin' you come first, cause you're the birthday boy.

[The implication in his tone is that Larry will be so into being sandwiched between his massaging chair and his tight ass it's gonna be that easy. And in case Orange's rough tone isn't enough:] Cause you're gonna be real easy.