Awakening A Gay Cock Pt 6

I cry out in ecstasy as the sperm erupts across my belly from my untouched cock, pulsing in time with the sure, quick rhythm of Ron’s pounding.
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* Doug *
As it turns out, there are eleven of us crammed into Todd and Aaron’s living room for the read-through on Thursday evening. Larry, Daniel, Shawn, and Tom are all squeezed together on the sofa. Nicki and Joseph perch on chairs borrowed from the dining room table, across the coffee table from Todd’s massive armchair throne. Aaron, Ben, Tiffany, and I cluster around the piano and read through forty minutes of music, most of it based on scenes from Likeness of a Sigh and A Grave Man.
I watch Larry closely every chance I get. He’s already heard much of Thomas’s material—the arias that Aaron and I recorded a couple months back. But he sits up straight and pays careful attention when Tiffany sings the new music for Evelyn. So, I notice, does Nicki, apparently taking mental notes for her own performance in the role.
We perform in no particular order, not trying to conform to the plays’ chronology, but highlighting the new selections for Larry’s sake while including the earlier material for everyone else’s benefit. Tiffany and Ben are sight-reading their way through some tricky music with apparent ease. Not all singers have that ability; I may never be able to repay Aaron for finding this pair.
Thomas’s final aria is the centerpiece of the presentation, and to my ear it’s the one false note in the entire evening. No one else seems to notice anything amiss, but I can’t help frowning. It’s well-structured, displays the voice well, has the right energy and mood for a grief-frenzied lover, but to my critical ear it falls just...