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Jamie felt his hair being pulled, which made him reel back a bit, withdrawing his tongue from Damien's tongue. He couldn't help but snarl, which really surprised him. The degree to which he wanted Damien really surprised him. Did he really want him that much that he would snarl when he could no longer kiss him? Apparently, the answer was yes. Jamie began to buck his hips into the other male, rubbing his massive cock against Damien's leaking hole, showing his friend just how eager he was to fuck him again, only to hear that his friend was tired. Knowing that meant no more sex, Jamie stopped trying to impress Damien and collapsed beside him. Being so close to the other teen, he still couldn't help but nibble on his neck and his chest, knowing how much his friend enjoyed it.
Then, he heard his friend mention taking a shower and heading back to school. Jamie knew it was probably in both of their best interests to do so. "Alright." The quiet teen said as he got off of his friend. When he felt Damien pet his hair, Jamie couldn't help but nuzzle into his head. What was most surprising was that Jamie managed to smile. Now, it most people wouldn't classify it as a smile because it wasn't very noticeable, but to Jamie, he could feel his lips form some sort of smirk, which was a smile to him. The quiet teen stood up finally, his mighty cock bobbing up and down as he ran a finger through his hair, now noticing just how sweaty he was. "Where's your shower?" Jamie asked.
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