[The close quarters and the faint beginnings of sweat are bringing out the scent of the guy's shampoo; he catches a breath of it as he's settling into place. It's interesting. Softer than what he would've expected. Maybe kind of floral? Definitely a particular scent, though, and not just the clean soap-smelling utilitarian stuff he uses himself. It's all right. Something to remember, he doesn't mind having that extra little bit of memory to attach to this.
It's better once the guy's pants are off. Better when it's just hot flesh against his palm. He's not teasing, either, when he strokes him; each movement of his hand is deft and confident — all the same tricks he uses on himself when he's jerking off.]
Keep it down, anyone could wander past.
[He says, as he does his damnedest to make that nigh-impossible to live up to.]
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[The close quarters and the faint beginnings of sweat are bringing out the scent of the guy's shampoo; he catches a breath of it as he's settling into place. It's interesting. Softer than what he would've expected. Maybe kind of floral? Definitely a particular scent, though, and not just the clean soap-smelling utilitarian stuff he uses himself. It's all right. Something to remember, he doesn't mind having that extra little bit of memory to attach to this.
It's better once the guy's pants are off. Better when it's just hot flesh against his palm. He's not teasing, either, when he strokes him; each movement of his hand is deft and confident — all the same tricks he uses on himself when he's jerking off.]
Keep it down, anyone could wander past.
[He says, as he does his damnedest to make that nigh-impossible to live up to.]