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3

“Show me what you’ve got.”

I dropped to my knees and wrapped both hands around him, working him with all the skill I’d developed over the past week. He wiped himself off with his discarded boxers and tossed them onto the floor, rolling over to sleep as if nothing had happened, flashing me his big, athletic, teen ass. When he came, it was explosive, his cum splashing into my face in thick ropes. I smirked, my hand drifting to my own cock while locking eyes with him. —

Later that day, I was brushing my teeth in the bathroom—still in my boxers—when Zack walked in, completely naked. Instead, Lochlan dropped his sweatpants to the floor and flopped onto his bed, his muscular frame glowing faintly in the dim light of the room. I guess lack of modesty is contagious, or more common than I had thought. —

Later that day, I was brushing my teeth in the bathroom—still in my boxers—when Zack walked in, completely naked. I nearly choked on my toothpaste. “Yeah, dude, it’s chill.

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