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"He's watching again."
"You sure?"
"I can feel it."
"That doesn't mean he's watching."
"I don't have to know it. I feel it."
"Do you want me to go over to his flat and say something?"
"Heavens no. What would you say? My girlfriend thinks you're watching us have sex."
"I can just knock on his door."
"And do what?"
"I don't know. Maybe I could just intimidate him a bit."
"No you can't. Have you seen him?"
"No. I only know you told me he's old."
"Yeah. He's old. But his arms are rippled with veins and his hands look like vice-grips."
"So. I can take him."
"No you can't. If you thought you could, you'd have been there five minutes ago."
"I'll go now."
"NO!"
"Whoa. You don't have to protect me. I'm tough."
"No you're not. And furthermore, I don't fuck you cause you're tough."
"Then why do you fuck me?"
"Cause you got a wonderful body and an absolutely beautiful dick."
"Cock."
"Dick. Cock's remind me of old tree roots."
"And me?"
"Your dick, hangs like a baby's arm."
"Oh great. Now I got a baby dick."
"No silly. I said it hangs like a baby's arm. I didn't say it looked like a baby's little dickie."
"Thank god."
"Are you sensitive about its size?"
"Of course I am. Every man is."
"Not porn stars."
"Well. I'm not a porn star and I don't like to fight. So does that make me less of a man?"
"Not at all. And when did you get so sensitive about dick issues?"
"I don't know. I guess, when you told me I got a dick and not a cock."
"I said, you've got an absolutely beautiful dick. And anyway, I like dicks better than cocks."
"You haven't seen that many to make comparisons."
"I watch porn with you don't I."
"Yeah, thank goodness."
"See. Whenever we watch porn, we usually wind up having sex."
"Not always."
"Oh yes we do."
"Huh-uh. A few times you just sucked me off."
"Holy fuck. You don't call a blow-job having sex?"
"No. Not unless we sixty-nine. Then, we're having sex. If you just blow me, well, you're just blowing me. It's different."
"You think I do it as a favor to you?"
"Sure."
"Wrong. I do it for a few reasons, 'cause I like to do it, I like to eat cum, and I like the look on your face afterwards."
"You really like to eat cum?"
"You're such a little boy. Of course I do. I wouldn't do it if I didn't like it."
"But you told me you never let your first boyfriend cum in your mouth."
"That's true. I never did more than lick his cock."
"See. You called it a cock."
"Oh god. Here we go again."
"No. I want to know why you called his thing a cock and mine a dick?"
"Well, when his swelled up it got all gnarly looking. That's a cock."
"So mine doesn't swell up enough for you?"
"Jesus, you really are a little boy some times."
"I'm sensitive about that kind of thing."
"Okay, listen. First off, I'm with you and, I might add, your beautiful dick. Secondly, yours is only the second one I've ever seen, touched, or had inside me. It's also the first one I ever sucked. Furthermore, yours is the only one I've ever had in my ass."
"That's 'cause it's smaller. Huh?"
"No. In fact, I hesitate to tell you this, cause you'll just strut around for a few months, but yours is bigger than my first boyfriend's COCK."
"But if mines bigger, why don't you call it a cock?"
"Because, when I'm at work, and I daydream, I dream about how beautiful your dick is to me. I think it's beautiful when it just hangs there, and I think it's very beautiful when it fills with blood and the head turns all dark. But it never gets gnarly."
"Really?"
"Really."
"Do you want to play with my beautiful dick?"
"No. Not tonight."
"Are you agitated or peeved at me?"
"No. You're a guy. I have two brothers so I know what guys are like."
"But I'm not going to get any sex tonight?"
"I didn't say that. I said I didn't want to play with your dick."
"Well what then. Do you want me to go down on you?"
"Always."
"And that's it?"
"Nope."
"I don't get it."
"I want to have sex. I just want to do it a certain way."
