TJ Hammond

“I’m Brock,” he grinned, leaning in to see what the other man could do, this youthful clone of another man, though Brock wasn’t so sure he was a clone.

TJ’s tongue darted across his bottom lip as the man —Brock, leaned in. “The name is TJ. But if you buy me a drink then you can call me whatever you’d like~”

“I’ll buy you a few if you let me do more than that,” he barked out a laugh, amber eyes crinkling in amusement as he straightened up and moved closer.

“Ohhhh, you’re determined, ain’t ya?” TJ purred. “Sure, handsome. You buy me a few drinks, we can see where this night takes us.”

“I like to say straightforward,” Brock grinned as he stepped away and swept an arm out to let TJ lead the way, “Why mince words when I could be doing something better?”

“Straightforward.” Tj parroted, beginning to lead the way Into his favorite bar. “That’s true. I like a man that takes what he wants.” He looked over his shoulder to give him a wink.

“I’ll give you a good time,” Brock barked out a laugh as he followed. Eyes trailing down the lean figure as he enjoyed the view, “I’m sure you’ll enjoy it.”

“I’m sure you will, handsome.” TJ called over his shoulder, hips swaying. He knew Brock was looking over his body. “And as long as you know how to please a man, I will enjoy it.”

Maybe your dick game is weak?

So you’re mad and don’t like me because we had sex like one time YEARS ago? And didn’t enjoy it?

The one and only~ did ya miss me?

“Like génital warts.”

Whatever helps you sleep at night, James.

Sure Thomas

You don’t get to call me that.

Tough shit I just did

“The fuck is your problem? You’re as sweet as fucking sugar to everyone else and yet me you decide that you’re happier pissing in my cheerios? I thought you were better than that.”

Who have I been nice to? Please do point it out

Literally anyone that you’ve stuck your cock into that’s names that don’t start with T and end in J.

The one and only~ did ya miss me?

“Like génital warts.”

Whatever helps you sleep at night, James.

Sure Thomas

You don’t get to call me that.

Tough shit I just did

“The fuck is your problem? You’re as sweet as fucking sugar to everyone else and yet me you decide that you’re happier pissing in my cheerios? I thought you were better than that.”

The one and only~ did ya miss me?

“Like génital warts.”

Whatever helps you sleep at night, James.

Sure Thomas

You don’t get to call me that.

The one and only~ did ya miss me?

“Like génital warts.”

Whatever helps you sleep at night, James.

“I’m Brock,” he grinned, leaning in to see what the other man could do, this youthful clone of another man, though Brock wasn’t so sure he was a clone.

TJ’s tongue darted across his bottom lip as the man —Brock, leaned in. “The name is TJ. But if you buy me a drink then you can call me whatever you’d like~”

“I’ll buy you a few if you let me do more than that,” he barked out a laugh, amber eyes crinkling in amusement as he straightened up and moved closer.

“Ohhhh, you’re determined, ain’t ya?” TJ purred. “Sure, handsome. You buy me a few drinks, we can see where this night takes us.”

“I like to say straightforward,” Brock grinned as he stepped away and swept an arm out to let TJ lead the way, “Why mince words when I could be doing something better?”

“Straightforward.” Tj parroted, beginning to lead the way Into his favorite bar. “That’s true. I like a man that takes what he wants.” He looked over his shoulder to give him a wink.

“I’m Brock,” he grinned, leaning in to see what the other man could do, this youthful clone of another man, though Brock wasn’t so sure he was a clone.

TJ’s tongue darted across his bottom lip as the man —Brock, leaned in. “The name is TJ. But if you buy me a drink then you can call me whatever you’d like~”

“I’ll buy you a few if you let me do more than that,” he barked out a laugh, amber eyes crinkling in amusement as he straightened up and moved closer.

“Ohhhh, you’re determined, ain’t ya?” TJ purred. “Sure, handsome. You buy me a few drinks, we can see where this night takes us.”

“I’m Brock,” he grinned, leaning in to see what the other man could do, this youthful clone of another man, though Brock wasn’t so sure he was a clone.

TJ’s tongue darted across his bottom lip as the man —Brock, leaned in. “The name is TJ. But if you buy me a drink then you can call me whatever you’d like~”

The one and only~ did ya miss me?

“Like génital warts.”

The one and only~ did ya miss me?

I miss my @realtjhammond