log post II

[orangetoughguy]

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

[The only other times Lawrence Dimick wore another man's load was on a few sloppy attempts at a blowjob. Not willingly. It's a privilege. And it wasn't with a person who wanted to personally clean it off of his face with their own tongue.]

Thank you.

[Larry's tongue follows the other all the way into Freddy's mouth.]

So you gotta be sleepin' here.

[With the cigarette smoke and floral perfume. Just as planned.]

[orangetoughguy]

Uh huh.

[Says the lazy kid who then reaches out to pull Larry down beside him. The tough guy can wash his face in the morning or something yeah?]

[whitetwoguns]

[Rustle. Rustle. Now he'll lay his head a few inches from Freddy's. No moving out of bed for anything. One muscled, tan arm lays on that freckled body next to him.]

Buenos noches.

[With a big ol' bear yawn to chase it.]

[orangetoughguy]

[Those yawns are contagious. He makes one too while his arms go over that thick one on his chest.]

I'll see you in the morning.