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But Deryk was standing up by this point and presenting even more of an opposition, so both youths just scrambled to their feet and made a run for it out the doorway and into the night. The blood and finger-prints on the knife did not match either of the boys involved but clearly someone else was injured in this vicious incident.
I was laying on the bed with the duvet over me and the morning sun was entering the room.
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I scoured my groin and cleaned my balls, shaft, and the inside of my foreskin. My shorts, now too baggy for my shrunken fay, fell down around my ankles.
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Up to now, of course, I had no reason to go inside, as I was perfectly happy in my relationship. He turned me around, and I felt his massive cock push against my ass.
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In its place was fear — sheer terror. Cleaning him up, I took off my own clothes and curled-up beside him, pulling the duvet over us both. I was sweating profusely and, though frightened of him and his sudden strength and violence, I found it disturbingly exciting.