[Thank you, he whispers, and Nick doesn't laugh, but he wants to. Instead he presses his mouth to Reggie's back, his hand going to firmly hold him there, just for a moment. The fingers inside of Reggie open a little, and he lifts one knee to the bed for a moment.
Then he takes his hands away and undoes his pants, and opens his fly just enough to draw out his cock, hard and dripping. He strokes himself just once.]
I wouldn't be here if you hadn't.
[He presses his cock just against Reggie's ass, but doesn't press in, not yet.]
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Then he takes his hands away and undoes his pants, and opens his fly just enough to draw out his cock, hard and dripping. He strokes himself just once.]
I wouldn't be here if you hadn't.
[He presses his cock just against Reggie's ass, but doesn't press in, not yet.]
This is because of you.