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RAPED PRISON VOL. 2: SEVEN MORE STORI OF BTAL GAY SEX
I always keep an eye out when i am takg my shower, you never know when one of those tattooed up gay bastards is gog to sneak up behd you and attempt to play hi the weasle your ass, that is a game that ually ends wh me suckg my thumb the fetal posn while my body is grad by strange fluids, never fun. I stggle dog my bt to keep my mouth closed as those wrkled hairy orbs of homosexual sire try to fight their way my mouth.
My prize, a night wh the Mcreggor Brothers, the envy of every hardre latent homosexual on C-Block, but i am not a hardre latent homosexual. I am a victim of homosexual lt, nothg more.
It was the night of my release, my fal night this place of pent up homo erotic tratn. That backhand across the mouth that you may thk is nothg more than a btal exprsn of pent up homosexual rage may be his way of sayg "I love you". I’ve always been gay, but I’ve never been overtly effemate.