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Little Butt and the Behemoth 22: Awake and Horny!

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I wake with a gasp of horror, breathing hard and sweating. My broad hairy chest is still heaving with the terrible effort of fighting for breath under the Behemoth’s hot, constricting foreskin. But it turns out I’m securely wrapped in an over-sized sleeping bag, not a giant foreskin. Daylight filters through the green canvas of the tent and Joey’s dozing, cradled in my muscular arms.

Whew! That was quite the exciting nap. My dream was eerily vivid. In fact, I can almost taste the pollution of the foreign city on my lips. Huh. Maybe it’s just the pepperoni from lunch. Pepperoni never agrees with me. At least the heavy-duty farting has stopped -- for now.

Joey’s still asleep, and I sniff the soul-stirring fragrance of his hair. Mmmmm, little guy, I love your scent! Mind if I hold you here forever, just sniffing you while I poke you with my throbbing erection? Because I’m hard. Very hard, to tell the truth. I always wake up erect, but for some reason I’m unusually aroused now. Tripod’s electrified with desire for you, little guy.

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