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Glancing around the dark room, Topher looked at the walls curiously. He was glad they were at least a bit insolated, not wanting to be loud and wake everyone up. Looking back at Zeke, Topher’s cheeks for pink when he mentioned the sounds he made would show the others how he was doing, and just how much he loved him. Still thinking it was embarrassing, Topher knew it must have been true, especially in a pack where he was with the alpha, showing off he could please his mate was rather rewarding.
Instead of being able to reply to what Zeke said next, Topher arched his back up off of the bed and released a loud sound of pleasure yet again, grabbing Zeke’s shoulders tightly and nearly leaving marks with his nails. “N-NNG Ahh, it’s t-too big, nn Zeke!” Topher gasped, his cock hardening yet again and already beginning to pre cum as he rubbed along his prostate perfectly.
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"Why is it that, as a culture, we are more comfortable seeing two men holding guns than holding hands?"
~Ernest Gaines
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