[Conner's just about to go for one of Dick's balls, hot breath washing over the rounded orb as his tongue stops just beyond his skin. His fingers pause inside Dick's hole, fluttering up and down alternatingly.]
Okay.
[Slowly he begins to drag his fingers out, silently hoping three's going to be enough. He's not small by any stretch... (or every stretch). A slight groan of pleasure slips out when his fingers are finally squeezed from Dick's rim and he moves to kneel between his friend's legs.]
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Okay.
[Slowly he begins to drag his fingers out, silently hoping three's going to be enough. He's not small by any stretch... (or every stretch). A slight groan of pleasure slips out when his fingers are finally squeezed from Dick's rim and he moves to kneel between his friend's legs.]
This position? Uh... something else?
[Is there a better one?]