"Here? You want to do it here?"

"Did I stutter?"

"Ah, mind the sweater-"

"Shut up, Charles. Bend over."

"Christ...this...this was Cain's Mustang-"

"Hnm. 'S not using it."

"The children-

"Can't drive. Probably don't even know you have a whole parking lot full of cars in the basement. God Charles what are these fool things you're wearing?"

"They were a gift! We're not all inclined to trade silk for government issue surplus cotton-ah...oh-"

"Feel better than silk?"

"Uhmmm...stupid...question...are you going to be able to, I mean the angle is-"

"I'd stop worrying about what I can't do, Charles, and start worrying about what I willdo. Now lick them. Come on, all three. Get them wet."

"Oh...oh God...yes-"

"That's what I like to hear. None of your theorist's skepticism now, Charles. Spread for me."

"Ah...Erik...please just-"

"Just what?"

"You knowwhat you bloody tease-ah!"

"Just that?"

"...Yessss..."

"You like that?"

"Oh..."

"Tell me how much you like it."

"I-I...ah...fuck.I like it, Erik I like it...put...put it in."

"So soon?"

"Yes."

"Heh. Why Charles-"

"Shut up, just shut upand do it."

"Do what? I want to hear you say it."

"Fuckme."

xxx xxx xxx

"Urghmm...Charles..."
"Hcc..."

"It's...okay?"

"Yes."

"Pieprzyc..-"

"Erik...that's...ah, that's...the idea-"

"You're so tight-"

"Move."

"Fuck...fuck...brudn-...dziwka"

"Oh...oh...yes...yes...yes-only for you,...only for you-"

"Come for me, Charles. Come all over the hood of this ugly car-"

"Ah...ow...f-fuck me harder then."

"My God..."

"Hnn...hnnn...hcc-...ahhh...ow...ow...Don't stop...don't stop...don't you dare stop Erik...ahh Erik I'm...I'm..."

"I can't go any deeper-"

"ERIK-"
"Ugrmmmmm."

xxx xxx xxx

"Should we...clean it, do you think?"
"You know what? No. Fuck it."

"Charles! That's positively inconsiderate of you."

"Oh hush."