Robby was so comfortable behind the wheel, I let him drive the last ten miles, curves, hills and all. Gay sex Mathew leaned his head back giving me the green light to continue.I did. Help me up the stairs,” He asked when I walked in.“Brady?” He asked.“Shut up and help me, lard ass,” I told him as I smiled.“That remark is gonna cost you but I really need to pee.” He told me.“I got casts on both fuckin hands. Don’t.” I told him as he looked into my eyes; it was all I could do not to cry.“Is it that bad?” he asked and his eyes rolled back.We? I reached down intertwining my casted hand in his, looked him in the eyes wanting to see the reaction, and it made me smile. Mathew seemed to know and didn’t mind. How about you go change a couple bed pans we’ll I get you your, fucking pudding.”I stepped up. But I refused to sleep. Someones gonna get a serious ass-kicking.“Is it the look in your eyes or is it this dancing juice? We were both 23 and had wanted to be able to do this when we were 18. I, arrived at the hospital right after him.
