I grew up a jock. I was an only ******* and the apple of my family’s eye. An accomplished athlete, a popular kid, an all American boy. I had the attention of all the girls and dated and bedded many. But I always secretly had an eye for cock. I first noticed my fathers getting out of the shower. Then...
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