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Chapter 9-2
Gabe felt the head of Greg’s c**k pressing against his hole just before he plundered inside, stretching him out. It was so damned large he could feel the pain of his invasion. Gabe wanted to cry out, feeling the pain blending with the pleasure. The feeling excited him so much that he wrapped his legs around Greg and clung to him for dear life. Greg woke up sensations in Gabe he didn’t know he had. He carried him into a hellish abyss of sensual pleasures where he sensed the movement of bodies engaged in s*x, and it excited him. They filled his mind, these silhouettes of pleasure. And then, when the culmination of all this came, it jerked him around like a mad whip crack until every ounce of c*m had leaked out of him, leaving him exhausted and weak. This leap into the dark, ugly world of wha
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