Defense? Rebuttal? Plea?
Im str8
[ Dylan ]:
Yes, and…?
Ashton sighed, bracing one hand against the stall wall, and palming himself through his pants with the other.
Just…adjusting things. I'm not —
He groaned, biting his lip as he rubbed himself again, and then again.
[Dylan]:
Did you like having your balls in my mouth?
Yes.
How'd it feel when I swallowed your cock?
Like I'd found religion.
What would you want me to do if I was there right now?
I'd make you shut up
Ashton's breath was coming harsher now. He widened his stance, imagining it was him and Dylan on the roof.
[ Dylan ]:
Ooo, I bet you could
How?
Would you choke me with your dick?
Or bend me over and blow my mind?
Oh, fuck. Would Dylan really let him? Ashton had always wanted to try anal, though until that night at the party, he'd never given serious thought to it being with another guy.
Orfromanother guy…
Ashton shuddered, his fingers slipping on the keys in his one-handed haste.
Both
First one, then the other
[Dylan]:
Did you like my finger in your ass?
Woah, what?
His rhythm slowing, Ashton typed on instinct.
no
