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Monday, December 20, 2021

[SS-1013] Seaside Reminiscing


[SEASIDE REMINISCING]

Xalan's aimless wonder after his tiresome jog brought him to the seaside.

His mind was filled with regretful memories.

He removed his shirt. He was starting to get sweaty.


He allowed his body to be cooled down by the passing wind.

He then leaned against the boats. No one else was there except him.

He the walked along the seaside. He was peering to the sunset.


Up until three months ago when Xalan got married to his wife, he would meet a man there after his jog.

Then they would make sweet love while in the parked boats.

Xalan was secretly bisexual. So he hid his relationship with this man.

However, when Xalan got married, the man, who considered him as a lover, got hurt and left him.

Since then, Xalan never saw that man. He loved that man, and was regretful about his decision. But he was to afraid to come out of the closet.

He took out a bottle of alcoholic beverage and drank it. The drink made him more horny because of the longing he felt.

Xalan decided to lay on one of the non-functional boats.

He removed his shorts then spread his legs wide.

He placed the bottle's neck into his asshole. He felt it slide in him and press his buttons.

Xalan closed his eyes and imagined his lover fucking him like before. This was all that he had now.


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