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hey, this is murphy. i didn't pick up because i don't want to talk to you.
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hey, this is murphy. i didn't pick up because i don't want to talk to you.
Hey
[ Yep, that's it. He's being That Asshole. The one word greeting over text asshole. ]
[ Yep, that's it. He's being That Asshole. The one word greeting over text asshole. ]
[ Murphy considers Bellamy for a moment and nods his head in agreement. While it was a shame that Murphy needed to sit his ass elsewhere, Bellamy repaid them all with his little striptease act. Bellamy had hungry eyes on him the entire night, two of which were Murphy's.
This boy has no shame. ]
I'd rank it a nine out of ten. [ He murmurs, voice crackles when Murphy speaks in these soft bedroom tones. ]
Comparing? [ Murphy lets out a soft, huffed out a chuckle. ] God no, I already know you've got a bigger dick than I do. I just want to know how big and how thick.
[ The tug on his hair makes his head jerk back some, just enough to have Murphy's attention. His breath hitches when Murphy feels the warmth of Bellamy's hand on his dick. There's just the thin material of his boxers that blocking that skin-on-skin contact. Slowly Murphy follows Bellamy's lead (who's surprised), fingers slowly work at the button on Bellamy's pants, and then the zipper.
Once there's room enough for a hand, Murphy dips his hand down, slips beneath the elastic waistband of his underwear and holds Bellamy by the root his cock. ] Ah, just as I expected.
This boy has no shame. ]
I'd rank it a nine out of ten. [ He murmurs, voice crackles when Murphy speaks in these soft bedroom tones. ]
Comparing? [ Murphy lets out a soft, huffed out a chuckle. ] God no, I already know you've got a bigger dick than I do. I just want to know how big and how thick.
[ The tug on his hair makes his head jerk back some, just enough to have Murphy's attention. His breath hitches when Murphy feels the warmth of Bellamy's hand on his dick. There's just the thin material of his boxers that blocking that skin-on-skin contact. Slowly Murphy follows Bellamy's lead (who's surprised), fingers slowly work at the button on Bellamy's pants, and then the zipper.
Once there's room enough for a hand, Murphy dips his hand down, slips beneath the elastic waistband of his underwear and holds Bellamy by the root his cock. ] Ah, just as I expected.
[ Took a hell of a lot to reach out in the first place after that dual cam thing. He can't shake the feeling that the clone's emotions aren't dissimilar form Murphy's real feelings on the issue, and if that's true...
Or if it isn't, either way he's finally coming around to the point where he can at least try to figure out what the hell to do about all of this.
So.
Hey. ]
To talk
If you want
About
You know.
[ a t t e m p t e d m u r d e r. ]
Or if it isn't, either way he's finally coming around to the point where he can at least try to figure out what the hell to do about all of this.
So.
Hey. ]
To talk
If you want
About
You know.
[ a t t e m p t e d m u r d e r. ]
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