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136                                          Shaun Levin

             pussy-boy. You get down on the floor. I’ll stand here for you
             to look at. Now show me your tongue. Show me how you
             wiggle that hungry tongue of yours. That’s good. Don’t stop
             pulling on your cock. Keep squeezing your prick. Now I’ll
             guide you. You’ll get to know my body. I’ve got your head
             in my palms. Feel how rough my hands are against your
             cheeks. They’re like leather, ’cause I use these hands all
             day, boy, doing odd jobs around your building. That’s how
             you found me tonight, here in the basement. Feel them
             on your face, boy. You like that, don’t you. You like these
             hard hands against that tender skin of yours. You’re a good
             boy. Now come rub your face against my crotch. Come feel
             my jeans against your skin. Feel that bulge against your
             lips, and lick the outline of my cock. Don’t worry. You’ll
             be able to swallow it all.
                 I’m going to unbutton my jeans now and take out my
             fat prick for you. I’m opening my jeans now. Move back.
             Move back and watch. See this thick bush of pubic hair.
             This thick black bush of pubic hair. You think that’s dense,
             boy, wait till I get my shirt off and you can feast your face
             in that. Keep your eyes on my pubes. The root of my cock
             now, thick, nestling in that dark hair. I’m pulling my jeans
             down now. Pulling them down to let my cock out, give it
             some air. It doesn’t like much fresh air. This fat cock likes
             dark and damp places where it can gather up the stench
             of sweat and cum and ass-juice. That’s what you like, boy,
             don’t you? I can tell you like a stinking circumcised prick.
             No touching yet.
                 I’ll keep it nice and hard for you. I’ll warm it up for
             you. Get it nice and hard so you can see what you’re go-
             ing to get. I’ll wipe some sweat off my stomach and out of
             my pubes to make my cock shine. I’ll scoop up some shit-
             sweat from between my asscheeks. You’re going to love
             this treat down your throat, boy. You’re going to fucking
             love this. Come closer now and smell. Smell what a week’s

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