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Jackie Joins Us For More K Fun F

eks and squeezed, making me groan again in pleasure. I loved it when he touched me and I wanted so much more from him. I could feel my cock throbbing in my own pants and I wanted nothing more than to release. Sucking as fast as I could, I heard him say he was coming. Pulling his cock out of my mouth, I quickly pumped it until his cum exploded out, covering his stomach and pubes. I grinned, lickin

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g up the cum before sucking on his cock again. I loved the salty taste and I wanted to suck again. But he groaned and pulled my head away. I sighed and sat back, rubbing over my stiff cock. How was that? I asked him nervously, looking at his face. I could see the wide grin in the dark and I knew that I did well. That was fantastic. Zach said. He pulled me in for a passionate kiss, his tongue d

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ominating my mouth. I moaned and allowed him to lay me back against the bed as he kissed my lips again and again. For my first blowjob experience with him, it was the best one I’ve ever given and I felt pretty proud of myself. And I’m sure he felt pretty great, too.em Warning: This first submission doesn’t have any sex. In fact, it will be a while before we get to sex (there will, eventually,

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be sex, I promise). This is a dystopia story. em em Love to hear what you think. em em Jay em ***** strong Chapter One strong A gust of bitter wind tore through the desolate streets, whipping tiny ice crystals into funnels of rage. Blackened snow crunched underfoot as Kim hurried down the street, his hands shoved deep into his pockets, his shoulders hunched against the gale. The early December

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twilight washed away the muted colors of the structures and streets in K-Zonei, leaving shades of gray. Shadows lengthened as the hazy sun cast its last rays. Kim shivered, not only from the cold. His dark eyes darted around, seeking movement in the shadows. He stayed to the center of the street, wary of each alley and dumpster he passed. Zonei did not usually host the random thugs and roving

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gangs of angry quents that infested some of the lower zones, but wariness was second nature to Kim, especially when the day darkened into night. He was usually safe within his secure unit by the time the sun went down, but with winter solstice approaching, daylight surrendered early. Unless he went directly home after work, he wouldn’t make it before nightfall. Zonei was sparsely populated. B

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y the twenty-second century, the middle class had almost ceased to exist, and Zonei was a middle zone. Most of the buildings in the zone had been built during the twentieth century and now stood vacant, their windows broken or boarded, their facades crumbling. Kim liked to imagine what the zone had been like when it was teeming with people, the buildings new and clean, the days warm and hopefu

l. He was the only one foolish enough to be out in the deepening twilight and biting cold. His face, the only exposed area of his body, burned with chill. He slit his eyes against the blowing ice and tried to shift his thoughts away from the bitter cold. He had spent the last of his credits on a used paperback. His conscience railed that he should have spent the money on food, and that he coul

dn’t afford the charge for light to read by, but he hadn’t been able to resist buying a book. He hated going home to his empty apartment. Sitting alone every night with nothing to do, no one to talk to, was slowly eating him away. He felt like he was crumbling, bit-by-bit, day-by-day … like the ancient buildings in Zonei. He usually did okay on his own. In the summer he was fine. The light l

ingered long into the evening and he would sit by the window and lose himself in a book. It was only when the days were short and the holiday season approached, that he began to feel keenly the loneliness of his life. His mother had been gone almost two years now, passing away the day before Christmas. Last year at Christmastime he thought he was going to die of sorrow. He dreaded the holiday

this year and wondered briefly if he could ignore it, pretend it was January already. Noticing something large at the side of the street a little ways ahead, he squinted into the gloom. He couldn’t make it out. Whatever it was, it wasn’t moving. He considered taking an alternate route home, but a sudden blast of icy wind clawed its way under his coat, ripping away what little warmth he had left in his core. He clenched his jaw to keep his teeth from chattering. His body shivered convulsively, overcome with chill. The large dark lump on the side of the road was inert. em It’s

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