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Boy Scout Named Jas
I once knew a Boy Scout named Trace
We camped in a tent at his place
I wanted to sleep
He asked for a peep
When he finished there was cum on his face
We camped in a tent at his place
I wanted to sleep
He asked for a peep
When he finished there was cum on his face
Published 13th Apr 2021
Author's Note
A young man's brief brush with bisexuality.
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14th Apr 2021 4:07am
