"Don't I always?" Dean answered. his words breathy as he started to get into the feeling.
He thought over all the fantasies -- and there were quite a few -- that he'd been using to get himself off the last few days. Man, where to start? "I'm thinking about you telling me you'd take me to some fancy restaurant and take me into the bathroom to fuck."
Dean's hand squeezed a little tighter and he stroked himself firmly, keeping it slow for now. His eyes closed and he settled back in the pillows. "Thinking about you... pushing me up against the wall of the bathroom stall. Forcing me to hold onto the top edge for balance while you fuck me hard from behind. Can hear your panting in my ear and feel your hand on my mouth to muffle the sounds I can't hold onto."
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He thought over all the fantasies -- and there were quite a few -- that he'd been using to get himself off the last few days. Man, where to start? "I'm thinking about you telling me you'd take me to some fancy restaurant and take me into the bathroom to fuck."
Dean's hand squeezed a little tighter and he stroked himself firmly, keeping it slow for now. His eyes closed and he settled back in the pillows. "Thinking about you... pushing me up against the wall of the bathroom stall. Forcing me to hold onto the top edge for balance while you fuck me hard from behind. Can hear your panting in my ear and feel your hand on my mouth to muffle the sounds I can't hold onto."