standing for justice

a lot of aggregation

The next morning, types mother set the table with a feast of food to then be to her seat to be drinking her coffee to then eye up has tharn moved with a hand to his lower back to rub to have a face to then sit down with anger, she raised an eye brow to then peer her eyes forward to eye type who then came about with anger to his face to then sit down to eye over tharn with malice to then shake his head to peer his eyes down to dig in, types mother narrowed her eyes to then look down.
Lot of aggregation here, wonder why?
She shrugged to then place her coffee cup down to then enjoy her meal to be a little but happy with this, she didn't want those two to be friends any ways.
After a quiet meal, types anger subsided a bit to be washing the dishes to be eyeing down to sign here and there to be confused. He couldn't understand why tharn was trying to suck his dick, tharn was straight, this made no sense to type at all.
Type then turned his head to peer his eyes to the side to then roll them to hang his head to look down to make a face, tharn to the door way looked him over to then roll his eyes to go forward to grab the dish from type for him to turn his head to look over that.
"We can both do this."
Type looked him over to then look back to the sink to grab a dish to start to wash.
"Okay......I want to know what the hell!?" He whispered.
Type didn't want to dis stress his mother.
"I..... Want another blow job."
Types dish then went through his fingers to hit the sink to sign.
"What the....."
"I sort of thought, if I gave you one, you would give me one, you know, 69, sure you've done that."
Type flexed his jaw to dart his eyes to gather the dish to then start to clean it slowly.
"What is wrong with you tharn?"
"Nothing until you gave me that one blow job, now I understand why that one ex of yours was so obsessed with you. Type, I'm paying you a compliment here, it was so.....I don't even know if I could phrase it with the right word or not and.....oow!"
Tharn dropped his dish to then place a wet hand to his arm to rub.
"What the...."
Type darted his eyes over tharn to become pissed.
"Don't ever mention that son of a bitch to me again!"
Types mother then leaned forward has she was to the couch to the living room to town her head to dart her eyes about.
"Language!"
Type rolled his eyes to the go back to doing the dishes with a furrowed eye brow.
Tharn rubbed his arm to the look down to the sink.
"Fine, I'm sorry but type, you have a gift, I really want another one."
Type flexed his jaw to shake his head.
"Piss off!"
Type then turned to leave to go straight to the bathroom. Tharn turned his head to watch him go to sign to then roll his eyes has he heard his mother shout language.
Tharn then did the dishes, to then go about to eye over his mother who looked to tharn with daggers for him to roll his eyes to then hit his bedroom first, not seeing type he then went to the bathroom door to knock.
"Type?"
"Go away."
"Type, please let me in."
"I'm not going to give you another one."
Tharn rolled his eyes..
"I want to talk, and the subject matter I'm sure you're mother will have a problem with if she heard, can start to speak louder for her."
Type groaned to then turn to go to the door to then open to then eye over him.
"Your a prick."
Tharn wrapped his arms about himself.
"That I am."
He then motioned with his head and eyes if he could come in.
Type gritted his teeth to then move out of the way to shake his head, tharn looked over him to then proceed in, for type to then close the door to lock, tharn went in to look about to the go to the side to sit to the edge of the bath tub to look over types back.
"Okay, I am sorry for what I did last night, I am sorry for bringing up that asshole. But I'm not sorry for being a man and wanting another one. It really is over the top great."
Type placed his head to the door.
"We're......4 and a half months into this thing tharn, I was stupid and gave you a..... Can we just stop now."
Tharns eyes widened to then stand up.
"No!"
Type then went to tharn to place his hands to his mouth to look over him with anger.
"Shhh!"
Types mother leaned back in the chair to look down the hall to raise an eye brow to shrug to then go back to watching her show.
Tharn and type stood there for a moment for type to then turn his head to look at the door with a bit of worry.
Tharn rolled his eyes to then take his hands to to remove types for him to turn his head to look to him. Tharn brought down there hands to hold to really look to type.
"You need to stop being mad at the fact I am a guy just like you and I have needs. I like blow jobs don't you?"
Type raised an eye brow.
"Tharn....." He said slowly.
Tharn then took a step forward to eye over type and hard.
"What do I have to do to get a blow job?"
Type signed to then toss there hands away to shake his head to then turn to leave.
"Follow the rules tharn, no those and no kissing, and we should be done soon."
Tharn went to his back to the wall to look forward to grit his teeth and hard to place a hand to his neck to start to think.
There just have to be a way for me to get a blow job, just has to be.