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He liked the stories that he had heard coming out of his moth. Expect fo rthe one about him getting spanked coming home drunk. "So, you were doing that even before all this." he said. Wondering how many times he got spanked by this guy. Also why does he do it or better yet why does he let him. He lifted his arms up and wrapped then around his neck and relax a little more. He even laugh about the story with the rat. Thinking that he might say something like that. "You lucky bastard. You can remember. I could barely remember any of this stuff." he said and sighed with annoyace.
Then he smiled when he told him that he loved him. "Yeah..same here." he said in a really shy manner. "Damn! Why do I have a hard time saying that I love him. I do. I reallt care for him and yet I can't say it!" he thought. Removing his arms around his Victor's neck and roughly ruffled his own hair. "I got to ask you this." he said with a blush on his face. "When was the...the..the first time you know...spank me?" he asked. Being really shy about it, but he would like to get to the bottom of it. (no pun intended) He lay his head on his chest and wrapped his arms around him once more. He'll amit, he was really soft and warm. He felt like he could fall asleep again.
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