( since the bar. eyebrows raise a little in surprise and yet... he had thought so. at the time, it had seemed almost arrogant [his worst trait how about that] to assume as much and yet, seeing where they are now, seems like he was right with that assumption based solely on his gut and nothing elseβ well. maybe just the inkling of a feeling he might have picked up, but just threads of it.
teeth sinking into his bottom lip, fingers trail along the length of the other's cock and, slowly, he begins to stroke him, letting his gaze drop just for a moment before he's looking back up to wade. )
That long, huh?
( does he mean since middle school or the cock he's stroking in his hand right now? who's to say. )
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teeth sinking into his bottom lip, fingers trail along the length of the other's cock and, slowly, he begins to stroke him, letting his gaze drop just for a moment before he's looking back up to wade. )
That long, huh?
( does he mean since middle school or the cock he's stroking in his hand right now? who's to say. )