"Yes," he gasped and thrust his fingers deeper inside himself in a poor imitation of what he wished Nathaniel was doing right now. His own cock was aching, laying hard and neglected against his stomach, but he hadn't be told to touch himself yet. Only to fuck himself.
"Yes," he whimpered again. "I would. I'd get off on it so hard. Fuck, please."
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"Yes," he whimpered again. "I would. I'd get off on it so hard. Fuck, please."