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Sitting in English class, Justin shifts restlessly in his seat and glances at the clock. It has been 7 hours and 23 minutes since he draped his legs over Brian�s shoulders, since he felt that first push inside, since he felt like he was being ripped apart and stitched together and remade into something better, wilder, stronger.
A flame smoulders beneath his skin and he willingly fans it with memories of fingers and tongue and cock. It is 12 minutes until the lunch bell, and 9 hours and 12 minutes until he will see Brian again. He just knows it. |
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