[There was basic anatomy and then there was the atmosphere in the air from the pheromones. Sure, he could extend his thumb and finger to get an accurate measure of the side. He could get a good idea of the circumference. With a few hours and a search engine he could understand exactly what degree to compliment a cock. Instead, though, Aak was just caught up in the feeling of wanting to press their bodies together in whatever way was most convenient.]
Laaame, [he complains when Broca states the obvious.]
[There was the picture in his head, some porn-flick-esque getting pounded and it feeling amazing. The reality, though, would be an awkward struggle of where to put their bodies and real possible harm he'd have to lay in bed recovering from.]
[He leans forward, pressing his head against Broca's chest. It's a strangely docile gesture from Aak. Perhaps he's just a bit satisfied from being so close to the source of the pheromones. Perhaps he's just pre-occupied lazily sliding his hand up and down the shaft of the world's most stoic man.]
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Laaame, [he complains when Broca states the obvious.]
[There was the picture in his head, some porn-flick-esque getting pounded and it feeling amazing. The reality, though, would be an awkward struggle of where to put their bodies and real possible harm he'd have to lay in bed recovering from.]
[He leans forward, pressing his head against Broca's chest. It's a strangely docile gesture from Aak. Perhaps he's just a bit satisfied from being so close to the source of the pheromones. Perhaps he's just pre-occupied lazily sliding his hand up and down the shaft of the world's most stoic man.]