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The scene of having the stain on Kiegan's shorts slowly spread to his own now rapidly hardening cock caused the silence between the two to become even more pronounced. It was until this reached the one minuet mark until Drake gathered enough inner control to break it. "Hey...are you alright?" he asked. Well, it seemed that he had to force out that sentence. He looked into the eyes of his somewhat stunned friend before looking back down to see that the same little stain that had appeard on Keigan's shorts, hand now spread to this own. It seemed that this incidental contact did more then stimulate his cock, it seemed viscious liquid of his very own began to slowly pour forth.
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