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I've been working a lot lately. It's okay. That way I'm sure I can sleep at night. No sense in staying awake thinking about things I cannot change.
I've been making a kennel for David and Alan's dog. David calls it Toto now. That's good. I didn't like he called it Dog. It reminded me of Ma.
Now he wants me to make a chicken coop. I'm not to tell Alan but I don't really see how Alan can avoid noticing if there's suddenly a lot of chickens in his backyard. Seeing as how they are noisy. And smell a bit.
Callie haven't been back. I miss her.
Jimmy's been in an accident so I am looking after Julie for a while. And Darth Maul has stopped trying to choke me to death when I sleep. Now she just tries to trip me up when I have to take a piss at night.
She's really clever though. And she hasn't ruined the plants Callie gave me.I water them everyday. If they stay alive she'll come back to me.
I've been making a kennel for David and Alan's dog. David calls it Toto now. That's good. I didn't like he called it Dog. It reminded me of Ma.
Now he wants me to make a chicken coop. I'm not to tell Alan but I don't really see how Alan can avoid noticing if there's suddenly a lot of chickens in his backyard. Seeing as how they are noisy. And smell a bit.
Callie haven't been back. I miss her.
Jimmy's been in an accident so I am looking after Julie for a while. And Darth Maul has stopped trying to choke me to death when I sleep. Now she just tries to trip me up when I have to take a piss at night.
She's really clever though. And she hasn't ruined the plants Callie gave me.
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Weps' breathing is faster now and his lips dry. He licks them and with a sigh, pulls Clay's jeans down over his hips and off his feet. He looks down at Clays' golden body, remembering other times.
"You're so special," he whispers, then kneels back and begins to unfasten his own pants.
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He sits up to give Weps a hand. His hands are rough now that he is working again but his touch is fairly gentle.
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Reaching into his rucksack, Weps finds the oil he uses to cook the fish and smears some on his fingers and cock.
"Extra-virgin, no less, " he murmurs with a smile, trailing his hand over Clay's cock and balls, seeking and finding his hole with warm sure fingers.
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He trusts Weps completely. No hesitation, no holding back. He just relaxes and feels, his arousal building at the touches.
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"You ready for me, my golden friend?" he asks softly against Clay's skin.
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He is squirming a little, moving down on Weps's fingers, his breathing quick. He is moaning a little, silent sounds making his throat work, sweat pearling on his chest.
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He stills a moment, mouth slightly open, then pulls back and smiles breathlessly. "No, I hadn't planned this at all..." he adds as a deep moan of pleasure escapes his throat, "but geez, I'm sure glad I'm here..."
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"Move with me, feel me inside you... fuck - you feel so hot..."
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He is already close, mouth open as he keeps up his silent moans.
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"Ah..." he gasps, "Clay..."
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"Missed you," he murmurs.
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I've missed you too.
He stretches one leg out, wincing a little.
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"You okay?" he asks softly, watching Clay's face. "Shit... have I hurt you?"
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I*m okay. Just out of practice.
He moves onto his side, resting his head on Weps' arm.
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Clay is grinning broader now, one hand stroking slowly up and down Weps' side.
I have missed you though.
A softer smile.
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"Missed you too," he murmurs, "but I'm here now. And here for you if you need me." He returns the smile. "And I don't just mean like this - unless you want the practice, of course..."
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I know.
It's nice. He's missed this. A lot. Missed Weps.
He burrows closer and kisses him on the side of his neck.
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Weps sighs and closes his eyes, glad of their secluded position as he really is in no hurry to move.
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Unguarded, his face looks tired and worn, and one hand stays curled around Weps's wrist.
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Hi there.
He yawns.
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"We haven't done much fishing," he says with a smile. "Fancy coming back to the house for some coffee and a bite to eat?"
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