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Chapter 8 by Impresting_ Impresting_

What's next?

Anthony freezes

Anthony felt Max brush against his leg. But before he could even respond, he heard the faint sound of a zipper.

Anthony didn't dare to look down. Sweating bullets, he stared directly to the back of the classroom, mind racing as he felt Max unbutton his pants and carefully pry them apart.

Johnathan reached a hand under the desk to swat Max away. Max grabbed his hand and threw it away, pulling at Johnathan's underwear with the other hand.

What's next?

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