“Boys like you…” I threaten. And credit where credit’s due because even I have to admit, I don’t sound all that different from McGuire’s primitive impersonation of me. “…find themselves stripped naked. That’s what happens to them.” I poke at his temple with my forefinger a couple of times to drive my point home. “They find themselves bent over. Folded in half and held down…” I pant in his ear and rub my face against his cheek, biting him again and licking his cheek this time as well. “…with a big dick rammed up their ass.”
