Psssst....Carson!

*lays back, folds arms behind head, uncrosses legs*

uh huh.
 
*stands in front of you, unzips pants, runs hand over your hair*


You know, nice boys need some persuasion.
 
Fuck subtlety again.

*unzips trousers and starts massaging dick*

Invitation.
 
carsonshepherd said:
*stands in front of you, unzips pants, runs hand over your hair*


You know, nice boys need some persuasion.


You might have them fooled but I know you. Nice boy. Ha.
 
Yours is sticking up at one...a nice angle.

*leer*
 
Unzip them and find out for yourself.

After days of striking out, I am restless and pissed off. This might be just what I need. I have heard rumors of Rhys' epic proportions...
 
However, Rhys seems distracted. Is he playing a game with me? looking past me at the TV, surfing the internet, drinking mountain dew...

Not hardly. I decide to focus his attention where it needs to be... on me.

Sliding down to my knees, I reach out and grab his shirt, lifting it over his head. Sweatshirt too... he won't be cold long.
 
still, he sighs like he's bored... but now I see the wicked twinkle in his eye. He's going to make me work for it, is he? With my mood bordering on dangerous, he might get burned if he plays with fire too long.
 
So the rumors are true.

I blink in amazement... Okay, so fuck subtlety. Right? That's one of Rhys' favorite sayings anyway.

Grabbing the waistband of his jeans in both hands, I jerk hard, wiggling them over his hips before he can even lift up to help me. Fuck it. I don't even want to wait that long. Persuasive... yes...
 
Mmmmmmm oh yeah. *licks lips in anticipation*
 
Back
Top