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Still Straight Boy?

As confused as I was I couldnt resist Peter. His beautiful face got closer to mine. He looked into my eyes and I looked into his. Our lips met and my breath was taken away.

Damn, he’s a good kisser. No wonder all the girls think he’s straight. He isnt, obviously, right?

“Wait, wait, Peter. Arent you… straight?” I asked still kissing him.

“Kiss now, ask questions later,” he said and continued to kiss me. And it felt good, his lips. His smooth body. His face.

The Peter I had been crushing on for so long, the Peter that I only dreamt about, the Peter that lite up my day with his goofy smile, the Peter with the Leo Decaprio look, the Peter that was straight, was finally doing the thing I only fantasized about.

Was this really happening? It felt so real, his kisses were phenomenal.

( I just hope this lived up to its prequel, considering it was astonishing. Hope this didnt disappoint you Berner )

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