Thoreau followed Radley into the flat, feeling out of breath and so ready for whatever Radley wanted to do to him in his flat. Ready to be fucked again.
"Hey," he said, nodding back to Radley's twin and wondering if he was telling them to keep it down because he knew they were going to have sex. Even if Radley wasn't out, out, his brother probably knew. Thoreau glanced up at Radley, stepping a bit closer to him. "Room?"
(Read comments)
Post a comment in response:
scribbld is part of the horse.13 network
Design by Jimmy B.
Logo created by 
hitsuzen.
Scribbld System Status
