"Ambitious," someone drawls. Someone else laughs and Carver just keeps his eyes closed. He's given handjobs before and he likes to think he's good at them, but he's tense and uneasy now, eyes closed tight, and Pope's not getting hard. Not really.
Someone sets a jar down on the nightstand. It must be lube. They planned this shit. "We can do a little better than that," the leader murmurs. "Be sweet to your boy, hmm? Or do we need to break him in a little first? Maybe get the both of you going? Just say the word."
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Date: 2024-06-12 12:05 am (UTC)Someone sets a jar down on the nightstand. It must be lube. They planned this shit. "We can do a little better than that," the leader murmurs. "Be sweet to your boy, hmm? Or do we need to break him in a little first? Maybe get the both of you going? Just say the word."