wallie (wallie) wrote in mudbloods,
@ 2013-03-02 01:53:00

Walden was getting good at his job. Which wasn't really saying much. His job was being on cam and he'd been good at jerking off for a long time. But there was an art to it. He'd started off only kind of doing it and keeping most of his clothes on and his face covered, but now that it had been a few weeks, he realized you had to put on a show for the wanky perverts to really turn it. It wasn't like he was going to run for fucking prime minister anyway.

He wiggled his hips at his laptop in a pair of tight, bright briefs he'd bought for himself and hid around the flat so Rabastan didn't see them. Walden began to rub himself through them, grinning as the number of people watching his stream rose. "I bet you want this in your arse don't you, faggot? All eleven, hard inches of it." Walden moved a bit closer to the laptop so they could get a better view, then turned around and pushed his briefs down, showing the camera his arse. He just didn't want to be poor and feel like Rabastan kept him like a sex puppy or something. Walden slapped his own bum, then turned around, stroking his dick and showing the camera a clear fleshlight, one that he'd bought for this purpose. "I'm going to pretend this is your tight little arse. You wanna see if it'll fit my fat cock?"

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wallie
2013-03-03 11:55 pm UTC (link)

Walden took over controls again, after Romy finished slaughtering the cops, hopping into the car and speeding away from the scene of the crime. "We should switch vehicles soon," he told her. "You keep your eye out for one you like."

He looked up at Rabastan when he came into the room with Rooney and Thoreau, pausing the game. "Why? What were they doing?" he asked, setting the controller aside and tickling Romy a little. "Romy was just helping me kill some cops."

"We were just wrestling," Thoreau said, pouting a little. "Daddy says we can't do it again until we're old."

Walden snorted at that, picking Romy up and putting her on his shoulders, then standing up. "I see," he said, scooping up Rooney too. "Roo, we talked about this. Being naked is fine, but sometimes you've got to keep your clothes on. Like when you're playing with Thoreau."

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princessromy
2013-03-03 11:58 pm UTC (link)

Rooney looked up at his father with a pout, shaking his head. "You don't keep your clothes on when you wrestle with Rabastan." He pointed out, feeling put out about it.

"Daddy can do whatever he wants." Romy informed Rooney. "He's an adult. He's big and you're little. He's right and you're wrong and there's nothing you can do about it."

"Fuck." Rabastan ran a hand through his hair and laughed. "We've got to stop letting her read."

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	wallie 2013-03-04 12:02 am UTC (link)
	Walden laughed at that, reaching up and ruffling Romy's hair. "Don't lecture your brother," he told her. "He might punch you or something." He looked down at Rooney again. "When you're older, you can wrestle naked all you want," he promised. "You'll be able to do whatever you want. But for now, you're a kid, and you've got to keep your pants on." (Reply to this)(Parent)

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