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Roy's hand ran along Ashley's body, feeling him relax which made him smile. He was glad that Ashley had already been stretched, meaning he wouldn't have to worry about harming him if he tried putting the popsicle inside. Before it melted, Roy moved farther back, getting behind Ashley a bit and spreading his cheeks.
"Okay…deep breath." Roy whispered as he nudged Ashley's hole, slowly slipping it inside and admiring how hot it was to see Ashley's ass squeezing the cold treat, seeing it melting inside already, dripping out of him.
Swallowing a lump in his throat, Roy glanced at Destro who held a strong gaze, watching as he began to slowly move it inside deeper before slowly pulling out, betting it was probably so damn cold, making his insides rather numb. It would probably be better that way, knowing Destro would surely want to fuck him again. Go figure.
"There…just take it…relax." Roy whispered as he carefully moved it, his hand spreading his cheeks still, watching it drip down his crack and down his balls.
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"Why is it that, as a culture, we are more comfortable seeing two men holding guns than holding hands?"
~Ernest Gaines
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