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Sol: It’s gonna be worth the wait, I promise you.

Butch: Gonna hold you to that.

Sol: Whereas I just want to hold you. Bye for now.

Saturday, September 17

Sol: Still holding on there?

Butch: woke up this morning and started pulling on it without thinking.

Sol: Did you cum?

Butch: No, but fuck, it was hard.

Sol: LMAO. Are we talking about your cock, or the effort it took not to keep going?

Butch: Both.

Sol: I’m proud of you.

Butch: What is there to be proud of?

Sol: You didn’t have to do this. You could’ve lied. If you jerked off, I’d never know.

Butch: But I’d know. I’m not doing this just to prove I can - although that is part of it.

Sol: Then why?

Butch: I’m doing it because you asked me to.

Sol: Fuck. You know what I want to be doing right this second?

Butch: Teasing the cum out of me?

Sol: No. Kissing you, until your lips are red and swollen and you’ve got beard rash.

Butch: Now you’ve done it.

Sol: Done what?

Butch: I’m thinking about kissing you, and I’m like a fucking rock.

Sol: Tomorrow night, okay? Find someplace where we can talk without being heard.

Butch: You still want me?

Sol: More than ever. Can’t wait to hold your naked body against mine.

Butch: Sol… You’re doing it again.

Sol: Then I’ll stop. Tomorrow. You and me. A video call, if you think you can deal with that.

Butch: You watched me finger my ass and more. I think I can deal with it.

Sol: Goodnight.

Butch: Night.

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