"There's probably a market for it." Eddie said with a laugh. Though he wasn't sure what a trashy dick magazine would actually look like. What even was a dive bar in dick format? For that matter what did a high-end dick magazine look like? He was putting way too much thought into this joke now. It was better to just laugh and move on so he did. Eddie laughed. He didn't ask any other questions or attempt to think about trashy vs classy dick magazines. There were more important things to focus on.
Things like Richie's hand on his dick and the way it was making him feel. The easy way that pleasure came without being tainted by something like guilt or self loathing or whatever negative emotions seemed to attach themselves to it when he had to sleep with his ex-wife. It just felt right with Richie. Maybe that was the main difference. It felt right. He actually let out a moan as Richie got a little more into it, unable to stop himself from rolling his hips into that feeling. "Fuck..." Was it okay to kiss? He kind of wanted to. "Stop looking at my dick and kiss me." He demanded because, apparently, he was the demanding type.