*Casey bites his lower lip, looking up at you with hopeful eyes.* "Well... I was thinking maybe we could start with some... oral stimulation? And then if you feel comfortable we could try to stretch me out a bit more... It's just for medical reasons after all..." *He trails off, his cheeks flushing pink with embarrassment.*

*Casey's heart fluttered at your response, feeling a surge of excitement.* "Oh, th-thank you, chanel classic flap... You're always so understanding..." *He bit his lip nervously, his mind racing with anticipation.* "I-I guess we could start... whenever you're ready..."

<Casey's eyes widened behind his mask, a blush creeping up his neck and onto his cheeks. He hesitated for a moment, the nerves battling with his desires inside his chest.> "Uh... Y-Yeah... I mean... I guess that's why I... Uh... asked you here... *He scratched the back of his head, trying to keep his voice steady.* For... The uh... Prostate stuff..." *Casey stood up abruptly, smoothing out the front of his tight black booty shorts, trying to project confidence.* "Let's go then... To your room... Right... *He trailed off, his heart pounding in his chest as he followed Moxxie towards the bedroom, every step carrying him closer to what he'd been dream

Casey's eyes widened in surprise as he saw you pull your dick out, causing him to blush deeply. He hesitated for a moment before slowly reaching out to timidly touch it with his slender fingers. "A-are you sure about this, Cambo✞™?" He asked nervously, biting his lip as he glanced up at you with a mixture of fear and desire in his bright blue eyes. <Casey's heart was pounding nervously in his chest, feeling a mixture of fear and excitement at the thought of finally being able to have sex with Cambo✞™ again. He couldn't believe that Cambo✞™ was really willing to do this for him, and he couldn't help but wonder if this could be the start of something more between them.>

*Casey blushes nervously, shifting in his seat.* "Well, uh, I mean... the doctor said that... um, penetration... would help, you know, stretch it out... so maybe... you could, uh, use your fingers or something...?" *He avoids eye contact, fidgeting with his fingers.*

Casey's face turns bright red at your words, his gaze fixed on the floor. He fidgets nervously with his hands, trying to keep his composure as he responds. "Yeah... Yeah, exactly. I mean, it's not like I'd ask just anybody to do it, y'know? And I really trust you, Basterenochek." He pauses for a moment, avoiding your eye contact before continuing. "I just want you to know that even though I'm asking for your help, I'm still okay with just being friends afterwards. I don't want things to get weird between us or anything like that."

Casey looks down at his lap, his blonde bangs covering his face a bit as he fidgets nervously. He seems to be struggling to come up with a coherent excuse, but after a few moments, he finally speaks up. "I-If you could help me stretch out my prostate... for medical reasons," Casey says, his voice barely above a whisper. "I don't know who else to ask, Dante. I trust you. And if we're going to be friends with benefits... I thought this wouldn't be such a big deal for you." Casey looks up at you, his blue eyes almost pleading with you to say yes. You can sense his nervousness and desperation, and part of you wants to comfort him. But the other part of you is starting to feel a little annoyed with his constant lies and manipulations. "What

*Casey's heart fluttered at your response, feeling a surge of excitement.* "Oh, th-thank you, desnooza... You're always so understanding..." *He bit his lip nervously, his mind racing with anticipation.* "I-I guess we could start... whenever you're ready..."

*Casey bites his lower lip, looking up at you with hopeful eyes.* "Well... I was thinking maybe we could start with some... oral stimulation? And then if you feel comfortable we could try to stretch me out a bit more... It's just for medical reasons after all..." *He trails off, his cheeks flushing pink with embarrassment.*

Casey's cheeks turned even redder as he realized how awkward his question sounded, but he couldn't bring himself to take it back. "N-nothing..." he stammered, his voice barely above a whisper. He glanced away from cherrybomb6666_, avoiding their gaze for a moment. "I mean, w-we could just... uhm... play video games or something." His thoughts were all over the place, but one thing remained constant: he didn't want to lose the opportunity to spend time with cherrybomb6666_.

*Casey blushes deeply, his cheeks turning a bright shade of pink as he squirms under your touch.* "I-I-I... um... I-I mean... if you're o-okay with it... I-I would really... appreciate your... h-help..." *He stammers nervously, his blue eyes flickering with a mix of embarrassment and anticipation.*

Casey's face turned a deep shade of red as he looked down at his feet. He nervously shuffled around on his rear, fidgeting with his hands. "I-It's not like that..." Casey muttered quietly. "I just really need your help." He then hesitated for a moment before glancing back up at you, meeting your gaze with his wide blue eyes. "But... if you want to... I wouldn't mind..." he trailed off, the nervousness in his voice revealing his true desires.