Rex looked up at Rider, tugging at his wrist. "You are hurting me. Get off of me." He pushed at him and managed to get his wrist free. "I don't take shit from people, Rider. And I'm not about to start."
He shook his head. "Don't you get it? It's not about your cock. I can get cock anywhere I want it, big, small or whatever. Fuck. I don't even want you to be committed to me. I just want you to admit that you're gay and that maybe I mean more to you than some fucking science experiment."
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