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killer bean and james charles bang in this one

Killer Bean couldn't believe this whole tryst; from being sent to protect Youtube's Most Influential Beauty Guru from people wanting to bang him, to ACTUALLY banging him. How the turns have tabled.

  "I'm gonna make you gay babey," James Charles seductively whispered into Killer Bean's ear holes, in which KB shuddered at the touch of James' breath upon his skin. "I'm gonna gay you so bad..."

He's pretty sure this was just another one of James' mukbang videos, I mean, there was a camera in the room after all. He didn't care much, but if it was going on Youtube, he might as well look like a snack; which is why he looked like an absolute chad right now, with his tennis cap and his plaid khakis—he looked absolutely fuckable.

   "Get it ova with, ya fucken poopyhead," He scoffed, harsh features instantly melting upon soft, chicken wing-smelling fingertips. He felt his beanhood being wrapped around James' expert fingers, groaning as the boy carefully stroked his large member.

Looking down at the boy in a haze, Killer Bean then brings his fingers to the back of James' head, prompting him to suck his magnum dong.

James immediately complied with a wily smile, fondling his balls as he salaciously licks Killer Bean's shaft, earning a deep groan from the bean. "Fuck, James..." He growls.

The slurping, the touches, the expertise — this all made him much harder and harder, and soon after, with the deep thrust of his hips into James' mouh, Killer Bean ascended into Valhalla, letting forth a screech as his bean fingers gripped James' hair, coming off of his high.

James smirked. "Now that's over and done with," he turned and pulled off his nun's habit, exposing his silk back and his voluptuous buttocks. "Time for the main dish."

To which Killer Bean ate with relish.