There's an awful lot of breathin' room, but I can hardly move

There's a little slope in the walkway that leads down to a place where people can sit and watch the bears underwater. There's not a single person down there. Taking Iggy's hand, he walks with him down there and turns and pushes him up against the glass, where he palms down along Iggy's cock, mischief in his eyes.

"What can I say, I'm stubborn and I like helping people. I do it on my own terms. I like things on my terms. Like this..." He tips Iggy's head back with his own and nips at it a few times.

"I've been to Sea World since then too. It's nice. I like some of the roller coasters. They...leave you panting." Dick is still running his hand up and down Iggy's cock, fingers deft, as they crawl around it pushing it to extend and fill with blood. Only then does he leans in to kiss him, hard and dirty, messy and full of tongue.

"Don't ever doubt me when I say I'm going to do something, by the way. I might get nasty on you..." He pulls away, and looks at his work with a sly smile. "Should we sit for a few seconds? Bet you wish you had those jellyfish to stare at about now?"