Oliver licked his lips as he finished the shot, watching Kirley as he slid one glass over the other. He turned slightly to face the older man as he replied. "I'm good, much better now the shoulders fully recovered," he wriggled his shoulder as if to prove the point. Olly wasn't sure if Kirley would have been at the match where he was injured, but he had no doubt the older man would have seen the many papers and magazines ranting about him and Flint.
"A blow job followed by a screaming orgasm?" He asked, looking Kirley in the eye, a smirk on his lips. Winking at the other man Oliver put their order into the barmaid. He knew his order had a double meaning, when they were together, Oliver and Kirley were often extremely loud, Kirley being the louder of the two.
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