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Quoted By: >>19546572 >>19552592
Part 49: https://archive.foolz.us/vp/thread/19448491
Chapter Directory: http://pastebin.com/sgnYBisD
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"NOOOOO, NO WAY! No, nononononon, NOOOOPE, no way! A-Absolutely not! I-I completely, absolutely and totally forbid it! FORBIIIIID IT! N-Not a chance! You're WAAAY out of your mind and WAAAAY out of line with suggesting a thing like that! I-It's like, N-NO CRUSH-IT CALEM!"
This should never leave the room, and more importantly, your very disgusting mind, but you've never realized until now just how squeezable Trevor's ass looks. It's not BIG but it's not flat like Shaun or whatever her name was. It's like something you can cup and feel up on every other day as a sort-of passing fancy, disguised as a running gag between two bros that are completely fine with putting their hands all over each other.
Lewd, fucked up thoughts of baby-faced boys doing lewd things to each other every now and then while laughing in order to justify it as the farthest thing from homosexuality because it's a "joke" with an underlined emphasis.
God, holy fucking shit, you really need to get help. None of that makes any sense or has anything to do with anything.
Anyway, you're Calem, the ambiguously-aged 15-16 year old boy from Vaniville Town. Today, you're trying to embark on a spelunker's trek through the dreaded Frost Cavern, but there's some mammoth bullshit to deal with first or whatever. You're pretty much ignoring everything ginger head is saying. It's all in one ear and out the other.
Chapter Directory: http://pastebin.com/sgnYBisD
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"NOOOOO, NO WAY! No, nononononon, NOOOOPE, no way! A-Absolutely not! I-I completely, absolutely and totally forbid it! FORBIIIIID IT! N-Not a chance! You're WAAAY out of your mind and WAAAAY out of line with suggesting a thing like that! I-It's like, N-NO CRUSH-IT CALEM!"
This should never leave the room, and more importantly, your very disgusting mind, but you've never realized until now just how squeezable Trevor's ass looks. It's not BIG but it's not flat like Shaun or whatever her name was. It's like something you can cup and feel up on every other day as a sort-of passing fancy, disguised as a running gag between two bros that are completely fine with putting their hands all over each other.
Lewd, fucked up thoughts of baby-faced boys doing lewd things to each other every now and then while laughing in order to justify it as the farthest thing from homosexuality because it's a "joke" with an underlined emphasis.
God, holy fucking shit, you really need to get help. None of that makes any sense or has anything to do with anything.
Anyway, you're Calem, the ambiguously-aged 15-16 year old boy from Vaniville Town. Today, you're trying to embark on a spelunker's trek through the dreaded Frost Cavern, but there's some mammoth bullshit to deal with first or whatever. You're pretty much ignoring everything ginger head is saying. It's all in one ear and out the other.
