log post II

[orangetoughguy]

third person narrative, action bracket spam, anything goes
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[orangetoughguy]

[But...but...he needs to say it aloud and to someone so he can better accept it himself and sure making out with another guy is kind of a clincher it's still not letting him say the goddamn fucking words and...aw fuck it.

The thought blows right out the window like a once-thought missing toucan. He curls his fingers into tight fists with that shirt in them as he kisses back. Lips first, tongue second, teeth somewhere along the way.]

[whitetwoguns]

[Contact like this is what makes him want to buy the man flowers. This is passion worth desiring from across the bar to across the room in blood or health.

Hot damn is the old man in too deep.

Freddy is who and what he is. He's free to say what he is anytime. Today. Tomorrow. Whenever it strikes him.Larry will listen and appreciate what a big step it fucking is.]

I had to do that.

[Does he mean the flowers or helping the kid regain a little more confidence.]

[orangetoughguy]

[Whether he means the flowers or not, Freddy Newendyke fucking appreciates it. Yeah the flowers too, he's going to be looking up the best way to keep them fresh for as long as reasonably possible. Not that that's a metaphor for anything.]

Shut up and do it again.

[And for direct emphasis he presses right up against the old man, groin to groin. So maybe it is a metaphor, but he doesn't have to tell Larry that for him to get it either, does he?]