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fantasy story of Moe Ishikawa :
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against himself. I could feel
his hardness
pushing on my hip as his powerful arms held me tight and his right leg
crossed over mine. He whispered to me that it felt good to hold someone in
a bed again, then he asked if I had ever fooled around with any other
guys.
Dying of embarrassment, I shakily answered that I hadn't. After a few
minutes of silence, I added very quietly that I had thought about it
though. He then asked if he could be the first. I couldn't catch my breath
enough, or couldn't get up enough courage to answer.
He must have understood because he leaned over and kissed me on the mouth
as his hand started a journey from my chest down my belly. As his hand
closed over my balls and the base of my cock, his lips left a trail of
fire as he kissed my chest, then lower and lower until I felt the ho
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