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“Why aren’t you fucking Freddie?” Mitch counteracts.
The words hit Willy right in the gut, Mitch has raised his eyebrows in defiance and Willy feels his stomach flutter and his cock twitch. His eyes open wide and he looks over at Freddie who is rolling his eyes in amusement. He takes in the way Freddie is leaning against the couch, legs spread and bent at the knees, lower lip swollen from where he always bites on it and hair sticking up from where he’s been playing with it all afternoon.
Flashes of Freddie in the locker room in his under armour, between periods or changing after a game. In his Leafs branded hoodie and a pair of shorts tight enough to show off his massive thighs while they hug his generous bulge. Freddie doing his stretches, on his knees with his ass thrust out, in the splits and bent over in a half plank to stretch out his back and hamstrings.
“I don’t know,” Willy responds when he’s fully thought about it. He looks over at Freddie with his lips curled into a sexy smirk. “Why aren’t we fucking?”
He watches Freddie snicker. It’s not mean, just amused. “Willy, you’re cute but you couldn’t handle me.”