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The sucking’s perfect

He saysht, hoot,” or “this dick creams just like a pussy”

Sometimes he’s damn brutal with my balls I’ve coht it hurt the worst, he sawmy nuts when it was over, and I’ve noticed that he hasn’t squeezed that hard again

“Oh look, it’s the little gay boy,” he says one night as soon as I wake hi when I found him, and his eyes are still red and puffy as he pushes my briefs down my hips

“What a perfect doll A perfect dick and perfect balls” He licks down in”

His mouth wrapped around my dick is heaven His hand works ht, and lots of long, sinin an inferno of pure bliss Always blacks me out for half a second

When I open rave—the way it almost always is

I lift s and feel where I know he’s hard, too But he sits back on his haunches I reach for hiotta want it Even if he’d never say so When ht and hard behind his jeans—everything happens fast

I have the thought: Thank God he's hard too Followed by: I touched him!

Then asp, and he lets go beforeoff me

My head spins as my wrist throbs

"I'ay, Miller"

He says that with his boner pushing at the deniht of the bedside lalohat I know is lust

"Right" I sit up, messy from where he smeared cum all over me My heart pounds so hard that I can feel it inoff the bed "Not bi either, are you? Just an ordinary liar"

"I like to fuck with you” He gives me a pretty sneer—the Ezra sneer I’ve come to knoell “You’re just a toy"