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An Offer from David
You rubbed your ankle where the monitor was. You sighed. A year of this. And you had to depend on Carrie to find you a boyfriend. The door knocked. It was David, wearing just a shirt, no underwear. He was mostly hard.
"Look, I'm not a faggot or anything, but I hear you listening to that gay porn. And since I don't have a girlfriend ... if you want to suck some dick sometime, all you have to do is knock." He turned around, walking back to his room. You shuffled on your feet. You didn't want it to be him, but you were so fucking horny ...
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