It's Platonic

It's Platonic

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"Then it's final, you are mine." He says, his dark eyes looking over me with a tinge of lust. "Yes master." I reply, the words rolling from my tongue easily. How did I get here? How did I find myself calling my best friend master? He was that friend I grew up with, the one so sibling-like I couldn't fathom the idea of being with him. But when our worlds fell apart it seemed the best distraction was each other. A rather erotic tale of friendship, lust, and and perhaps unsuspected love: It's platonic.
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Being in love with my brothers best friend wasn't exactly ideal growing up. It was no secret to anyone, not with the way he would teasingly pat my head and call me a good dog for constantly following them around. Now looking back on it, kneeling between his legs with a collar snuggly wrapped around my neck, this wasn't the worst outcome~ "Good boys deserve treats, don't they?" His fingers caught in my collar, playful smirk gracing his lips. No, this definitely wasn't the worst outcome. - this whole story is on dreame - paid content

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