[ the glimpse of a toothy, pleased smile keith gets through the hole is startling. his face flushes warm, heart skipping beats without permission and keith is once again reminded that he is very grateful for the anonymity. of all things, he wasn't expecting to see a smile there, and the comparative normalcy of it juxtaposed with the filth of a used glory hole does strange things to his head. that mouth had just been on his asshole, licking up cum and -- keith shivers, dick threatening further interest before he forcibly shuts down the looping playback of the last minute.
he'll be seeing that cheeky smile in his dreams and that's a fact keith doesn't even remotely know how to handle without squirming. the relief he feels when the smile disappears is palpable, but it doesn't make breathing come any easier. his ass is still tingling, and each shuffling movement as keith gets dressed only serves to remind him that he's wet and sticky from the accumulation of cum and spit. maybe it's a small blessing in disguise that when keith bends low to snatch his bag off the floor that pain shoots up his backside. it's far from the worst thing keith's ever dealt with but it's sobering at least for now.
possessions gathered, keith dares another glance at the door, heart re-entering a skip-thunk rhythm when he sees slip of paper being held out. curious and more hopeful that keith will ever admit to, he plucks the note from anon's fingers and reads. too nervous to outright laugh at the correction, keith gets a little lost and dizzy with potential of a future.
does he want it? does he not want it? keith mangles the inside of his lip as he deliberates. it's rare if ever that keith's ever wanted something like this for himself. with his curiosity for anal sated, and thoroughly satisfied that his place ca't take something from him before he's ready to give it, that should mean his answer is no, we're done here.can he want this for himself even if this is no longer satisfying any requirements on his sentence? can he use someone else for some mutual pleasure? keith fidgets embarrassed guilty and kind of happy yet conflicted all at once.
in the end, he stalls a little longer with his reply. ]
You're sure you can be a good boy? You almost broke the door this time.
they are the bestest of best friends as always
he'll be seeing that cheeky smile in his dreams and that's a fact keith doesn't even remotely know how to handle without squirming. the relief he feels when the smile disappears is palpable, but it doesn't make breathing come any easier. his ass is still tingling, and each shuffling movement as keith gets dressed only serves to remind him that he's wet and sticky from the accumulation of cum and spit. maybe it's a small blessing in disguise that when keith bends low to snatch his bag off the floor that pain shoots up his backside. it's far from the worst thing keith's ever dealt with but it's sobering at least for now.
possessions gathered, keith dares another glance at the door, heart re-entering a skip-thunk rhythm when he sees slip of paper being held out. curious and more hopeful that keith will ever admit to, he plucks the note from anon's fingers and reads. too nervous to outright laugh at the correction, keith gets a little lost and dizzy with potential of a future.
does he want it? does he not want it? keith mangles the inside of his lip as he deliberates. it's rare if ever that keith's ever wanted something like this for himself. with his curiosity for anal sated, and thoroughly satisfied that his place ca't take something from him before he's ready to give it, that should mean his answer is no, we're done here.can he want this for himself even if this is no longer satisfying any requirements on his sentence? can he use someone else for some mutual pleasure? keith fidgets embarrassed guilty and kind of happy yet conflicted all at once.
in the end, he stalls a little longer with his reply. ]
You're sure you can be a good boy?
You almost broke the door this time.