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"Sam, give me the remote! I hate this show." I whined, and he shook his head, not taking his eyes off of the screen. Sam was the type of guy that onc..
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My eyes were drawn to what was happening in Sam's pants, and his eyes were transfixed on the screen. I watched his penis press harder and harder into..
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Sam took my penis in his mouth, and I said his name in a strange way. He took it out, then he put it back in, going further and then gagging. He look..
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I kissed his penis, and he was pulsing in my hand. "How does it feel?" I asked, and he was panting.
"Great. Keep going." He was panting hard and gr..
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Sam looked at it too, and he thought for a minute. "You put it in there then roll it to the end. Can you help me?" He asked, and I pushed his head in..
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He looked at me from the side, and I was breathing really hard. "I'm going to put it in. Tell me when you need to stop." He said, and I nodded. He sp..
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After we put all the stuff up and Sam went home, we were eating dinner in silence again. My dad looked from me to his plate. "So what did you and Sam..
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It was seven years later, and I was seventeen. Sam and I were still neighbors, and he wasn't the slightest bit interested in me like that anymore. To..
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"Alright, let's get this party started." Sam said, smiling at the girls seductively. I reached to the bottle angrily and spun it. Please land on Sam...
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The girls crowded around and smiled, cheering me on. "R-Randy, stop." He said around my mouth, and I realized how awkward this was. I stood up, my fa..
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