Everest
'okay." Ever replies despondently, offering his cheerful erection another apologetic shrug before Mateo hides it away. "That feels much better. I never realized how wiggly being naked was."
Not thinking about his dick was extremely easy, especially when there was a man with loads of makeup onscreen to watch. 'Well I can't use my hands.' Ever says of Mateo feeding him, having always been adamant about certain foods being eaten with their appropriate utensils. But then, Ever was also the sort not to use his hands even for finger food.
And he'd just had his hand around his dick, so.
'Is this cannibilism?' He wonders, looking at Mateo with weary confusion.
Not thinking about his dick was extremely easy, especially when there was a man with loads of makeup onscreen to watch. 'Well I can't use my hands.' Ever says of Mateo feeding him, having always been adamant about certain foods being eaten with their appropriate utensils. But then, Ever was also the sort not to use his hands even for finger food.
And he'd just had his hand around his dick, so.
'Is this cannibilism?' He wonders, looking at Mateo with weary confusion.
I was a dead man walking,
with bloodshot eyes—right place, wrong time.
with bloodshot eyes—right place, wrong time.
