Part three

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Adding on to your story bro

We were kissing.
Bro it was nice.

Our tongues fought for dominance (SKSKSKSKS) but of course bro, I won. (YEET COMMUNIST FAGGOT)
We kept kissing only pulling apart for air.
I kept biting small hickeys onto his neck and shoulders causing a soft moan from him.

We took our shirts off and—
Made out—
It was lit.

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