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the writefag from a while ago wrote a little thing to go with this picture
His ass was as tight, just as I'd always imagined. What I didn't imagine was the way he shivered and the pure rapture on his face when my cock slid inside. He relaxed at once, with a practiced sort of ease, and I wanted to shake him and demand that he tell me who else had done this to him; who else had violated what, by all rights, ought to have been mine.
Instead of asking I kissed him, slow and steady, saying with my mouth and my cock the things I'd never say aloud: that I'd never wanted a son, but I'd always take a fucktoy.
Take it as you will.