[Who needs a camera? Larry's pretty sure he's going to remember this for the rest of forever. Stretched across some mattress in a by the hour hotel he scoped out for himself. Pinching himself, gasping, flexing and writhing.]
Keep it coming, Hal.
[Oops. That's not his face. Though he clearly looks like he's fit to complaining. He stoops and it makes that leg slip up off of his shoulder. There he is back near the kid's cock again. Even if there's not much at all he'll put his face right there close to the hand that's still moving on him.
Give, take and more give. The both of them have taken their hits for better and worse, no one for the worse because in the end it's equal. It's beautiful and fucked up that way.]
Fuck yes. God, I love this.
[His lips move in I love you against his thigh. It's there but stifled for this moment and scenario.]
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Keep it coming, Hal.
[Oops. That's not his face. Though he clearly looks like he's fit to complaining. He stoops and it makes that leg slip up off of his shoulder. There he is back near the kid's cock again. Even if there's not much at all he'll put his face right there close to the hand that's still moving on him.
Give, take and more give. The both of them have taken their hits for better and worse, no one for the worse because in the end it's equal. It's beautiful and fucked up that way.]
Fuck yes. God, I love this.
[His lips move in I love you against his thigh. It's there but stifled for this moment and scenario.]