[The kid's breathing regains a semblance of rhythm during the come down--oh a hiss for the bite first. Damn Larry keeps him on his toes, sometimes literally. Those bare feet flex to work out some tension from having just been fucked out a window.]
Sure. [He widens his stance a little to optimize the angle down there. All messy cock and reddened thighs--] Oh God.
['Hal Jordan' groans for the loss of his cock. There's a warm mess on his belly too, he can feel it, and he's gone this far over the edge what else is there to lose? Freddy turns to lean back against the window frame, naked save for the bandana. Stained with his own semen and dick that's losing its swell. Post-moneyshot.] What about you huh?
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Sure. [He widens his stance a little to optimize the angle down there. All messy cock and reddened thighs--] Oh God.
['Hal Jordan' groans for the loss of his cock. There's a warm mess on his belly too, he can feel it, and he's gone this far over the edge what else is there to lose? Freddy turns to lean back against the window frame, naked save for the bandana. Stained with his own semen and dick that's losing its swell. Post-moneyshot.] What about you huh?
[His picture of his orgasm, hm.]