#svmmerbyrd

@svmmerbyrd

Hilariously, Ira’s new hookup owned the same penthouse as his old hookup. Mr. Perfecter Dick beat out Mr. Perfect Dick in Ira was sure had been a spectacular dick-measuring contest. Or, whyever else Emerson may have needed to leave the tower. Whatever. It didn’t really matter.

What did matter was that since this was a new hookup, Ira actually had to look cute, which sucked. So here he was, up at Emerson’s Summer’s apartment, knocking at the door with a cheerful hm and, just for reassurance, running his hand over his now perfectly sculpted ass.