The story began on a quiet camping trip deep in the pines, where Allen—bisexual, quietly obsessed, nursing a years-long crush—had finally lured Bryan, the straight friend he’d never stop wanting, into the wilderness. Allen had packed the pills. Tasteless. Reliable. He’d handed Bryan the spiked beer ...

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New to the site and been wanted a forced or consensual emasculation done for a long time. More since my prostatectomy. With that gone, I want the remaining reminders of what use to be gone. I know it’s dangerous…blah, blah, blah. In Central California
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