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While Roy was waiting, Destro was beginning to take off his clothes, starting with his jacket and shirt, and slowly making his way to his pants. Noticing Ashley, the man growled softly and glared at his pet, speaking rather strongly.
"You gonna wear clothes when you fuck him, or are you gonna take them off?" Destro asked.
Roy shivered, moaning lightly as he rubbed his own chest, pinching his nipples and biting his lip, his eyes on Ashley for a moment, seeing that gaze…it was so hungry.
"I-I wanna be fucked so bad. Ugh god please, someone touch me." Roy sounded desperate, the long wait made him antsy.
Chuckling, Destro went to the bed, fully naked as his cock was half hard at the sight as well, and hearing just how horny the little human was. "Impatient man." he whispered.
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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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