as a lover of steves mom, I like to imagine her getting him started on it. Perhaps being one of those original 1960s believers in The Premise
as a lover of steves mom, I like to imagine her getting him started on it. Perhaps being one of those original 1960s believers in The Premise
"Thanks, Eddie. Youre a good friend."
Eddie laughs he can't help it. Theres nothing good about it. "Anytime."
"Thanks, Eddie. Youre a good friend."
Eddie laughs he can't help it. Theres nothing good about it. "Anytime."
He clears his throat. "No, its good. Youre good. That was good."
"Yeah?" Steve asks, unconcerned by Eddie's sudden failure to speak the English language.
He clears his throat. "No, its good. Youre good. That was good."
"Yeah?" Steve asks, unconcerned by Eddie's sudden failure to speak the English language.
If eddie weren't already in love, he would be in lust when his feet leave the floor. Steve's hands wrapped around his forearms, supporting Eddie's body weight against himself. And then tucking him against Steve's shapely hip.
"Fuck!"
If eddie weren't already in love, he would be in lust when his feet leave the floor. Steve's hands wrapped around his forearms, supporting Eddie's body weight against himself. And then tucking him against Steve's shapely hip.
"Fuck!"
"You can say Wheeler," Eddie jokes.
"There are others. I just want to see if I can."
"Go for it."
"You can say Wheeler," Eddie jokes.
"There are others. I just want to see if I can."
"Go for it."
"Yeah," Eddie rasps. "Its an important test, right?"
"Yeah," Eddie rasps. "Its an important test, right?"
Eddie doesnt think much about it until steve is manhandling him. Until arms are wrapped tight around him. Steves front pressed firm against his back and pulling him closer. His big hands wrapping around Eddie's bicep, his wrist.
Eddie doesnt think much about it until steve is manhandling him. Until arms are wrapped tight around him. Steves front pressed firm against his back and pulling him closer. His big hands wrapping around Eddie's bicep, his wrist.