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Oh, fuck yeah.

Your turn.

Oh, fuck.

Is that okay?

Yeah. Hell yeah it is.

You're so sexy.

Oh, yeah?

Yeah.

Oh, my God.

What?

I want you to come all over me.

I want you to come all over me. Make it rain.

Sorry. It's good.

You're so good, I...

Probably shouldn't have taken that second hit.

No. I went through, damn it. You're gonna come.

That's what I'm here for.

Ride or die.

Ride or die, huh?

Yeah.

Preferably the former.

Oh.

Oh. Oh, yeah?

Oh, my God.

Holy fuck, Jesus Christ.

Sounds like you're praying.

Thy kingdom come.

More like our daddy who art in heaven.

Not that again.

What, you don't like that, Daddy?

You're older than me.

I feel that Daddy is more of a state of mind than anything else.

I respectfully disagree.

Ageism is such a problem in the community. It's unchecked privilege for

yet 30 to commandeer the designation of Daddy. Are you trying to disenfranchise

all of the actual Daddies? You mean those boomers who destroyed our planet

our economy?

And anyway... A spokesperson for all LGBTQCRJ persons.

Wow. The white cis gay appoints himself mouthpiece.

The patriarchy strikes again. You're literally stroking a phallus. What's

patriarchal than that?

Were we doing something?

I don't know.

Were we?

Here, wait a sec. Let me... Will you, um...

Will you say something dirty?

Like what?

Mud? Oh, fuck yeah.

Mud. Are you covered in it?

Slathered. I'm practically John Slatherly.

Not the hottest mudman, but I'll take it.

Bullshit. Who's hotter?

Actually, I kind of like imagining you wearing one of those period corporate

outfits.

Don't yuck my young. Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

You think about me when you jack off?

From time to time?

Is that weird?

No, it's actually the greatest compliment you could have ever given me.

Really? Yeah, I mean, out of all the things you could think about, like, in

those private moments of pleasure, what your brain reaches for is me.

Sometimes.

Well, what was the scene the last time you thought about me?

Um, we were outside at some kind of cookout.

It was summer. We were both sweaty.

You were wearing loose running shorts and no shirt.

That is specific.

You know I'm detail oriented.

Did we fuck?

Eventually. That's so fucking hot.

Tell me more. We were at this cookout.

Yeah, I don't know why. And, um, I started, I spanked you with the spatula.

Ooh.

Shorts on or bare ass?

What do you think?

Jesus, I'm getting hard again.

You sound like you're praying.

What happened next?

Well, you kind of started feeling my dick through my pants, and I kept

you.

We were making out, and then you pulled me out and got down on your knees.

Were your pants still on?

Mid -thigh.

And my shorts, were they still on? The waistband was just at the crest of your

butt. Holy shit.

So I'm blowing you, huh?

Yes. Fuck.

With my other hand, I start fingering. Fuck, I'm gonna... Fuck yeah, daddy.

Fuck.

I

almost

forgot that was gonna happen.

I kind of want to go to a cookout now.

You're incredible.

You're incredible, Daddy.

I do not consent to that moniker.

You literally just leered onto it.

Fake news.

The evidence is literally all over me.

You ever be safe from that bull for me?

I love you.