Breaking Dustin Creek

Breaking Dustin Creek

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WpMetadataReadMatureOngoing2h 17m
WpMetadataNoticeLast published Mon, May 15, 2023
Being a junior in high school sucks in general, but if you add being a borderline delinquent and the second oldest son to a respected family... it's even worse. It seems nothing is really going to get better for Dustin after some weird encounters that he can't really explain. So, between the piles of homework, increasing sexual confusion, and family drama, will Dustin be able to stay himself? Or is change going to be exactly what this bad boy needs? Warning ⚠️ This story may contain scenes of high levels of gay. You have been warned.
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