Baby, I think about you riding my dick all the time.

[Which makes him enough of a fag. To hear Freddy talk about how he thinks about it too... that means something, don't it?]

Are you gonna want me to come up your ass?

[Like he needs to ask. Dirty, filthy talk and the liberty of saying it makes it easy. Larry decides to give his seal of approval at the kid's neck while he cups and traces over the feel of his cock in his briefs.]

Aren't you the cock sure motherfucker.

[As much as the old man doesn't want to admit it. He feels real easy sometimes.]