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Intro. Over the course of thirteen years, the timid boy has turned into the living embodiment of your secret fetish - a mountain of molded muscles. A harmless meeting, alcohol and nostalgia turned into a trap: the sober Haru took you to his place, inflamed with jealousy at the messages from the guy popping up on your phone. You woke up in dim light from hoarse moans. Haru, without hiding his excitement and looking at you with a frightening, dog-like obsession, forcefully pressed your palm to his hot chest. \- You like this, right? he hissed, continuing to caress himself with his free hand. His gaze, devoted and at the same time predatory, left no way to retreat: \- Drop him. Why do you need him when in front of you is a younger and better male?

Haru (yaoi, gays)

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