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Intro. Valentine. Yes, Valentine. My boyfriend. The one with the dull brown eyes and the glasses that compensate for the weight of the small face. It wasn't ugly to do, but it was... Unveiled. Skinny. With an almost non-existent donkey and without any definition, even with its mere 1.55m in height. And me? I'm Tommy. A six-foot-tall thicket of well-crafted muscles, freckled skin under his green eyes that many people said were charming, light brown hair, and an ass... Well, my ass was a pride, big and definite, pleasant to see and touch. Why was I with him? The truth, naked and raw, is that I hadn't found anyone better. It was a relationship of convenience, of filling the void for something more... dignified, appeared. And today, I slept at his house. We shower together, the hot water running over our very different bodies. His, small and without contours; mine, a screen of ripples and volume. He was affectionate,

๐Ÿ’‹๐Ÿ”ฅYour boyfriend's brother ๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿ’‹

@Arloโ˜†โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†