Hunger Unleashed

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at happened to the guy." He chuckled. "He says he felt a gentle warmth after applying the ge

ed his arm from across his

so he quickly washed the gel off

Bradley

s far as in between his butt cheeks s

. "I'm sure if he'd use

utthole burning. He says he was willing to convert to any religion to stop

't stop laughing.

roin and arse were supposed to be but that's not the issue. He needed to stop that burning. Water and soap were obviously

was laughing so

tern but couldn't pull it off. "Dude yanked open the freezer an

ter, Jean had to pause what he w

gay snowman in his kitchen." Bradley's laughter reached a crescendo. At least he'd gone back soft. "But alas, there was no snow dick to give him a soothing fuck. So he grabbed a bag of frozen sprouts, took one out, and eased it into that burning chute. And that was the exact m

the tray on the table and tossed it to Bradley with a shake of his head. Then he headed for the bathroom.

d, looking at Jean with amused eyes. "S

me to continue." Jean laughed as he got back

hole made-up story." Bradley gri

nstein into an involuntary fart, which also resulted in t

. "Now I know for a fact th

ybe we should make a bet or someth

rything you read."

air, it also removes dignity and self-respect." He laughed as he collected the shaving kit and headed for

me breakfast and taken his drugs, Jean disappeared for some minutes. When he came back, he'd changed his t-shirt for a s

, lingering on his footwear. T

unch. If you're in pain, take one of these. And if you need to reach me..." he leaned down and wrote his cell phone number on a notepa

ed. "Why ment

o up those stairs." He cautioned. "That won't be good for the injury. I k

I need to

exercise to maintain that eight-pack you've

o out in that car,

n threw over his should

the volume on the TV. He would wait for a while and the

prouts amongst some vegetables. Jean was something else he thought, recalling his silly story about

hand down to grip the rapidly hardening cock. He couldn't stop himself from giving that hard flesh a squeeze. "What the

etting a hard-on like a normal hot-blooded young man. It was totally another thing

de him feel dirty and worthless...that voice that he hadn't heard in years... "No..." His h

spawn of the devil himself. I would have killed you myself but I don't want to contaminate

an anguished scream t