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That little voice had whispered in my ear for as long as I could remember, and while I was very definitely aroused by thoughts of girls, the thought of doing things with what I carried around in my trousers was actively nauseating. I didn’t like it on me, I certainly didn’t like one on somebody else.
Admin Note: Originally published on BigCloset TopShelf on Monday 09-17-2010 at 11:57:22 am, this retro classic was pulled out of the closet, and re-presented for our newer readers. This story was recommended by Andrea Lena DiMaggio.
~Sephrena
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That little voice had whispered in my ear for as long as I could remember, and while I was very definitely aroused by thoughts of girls, the thought of doing things with what I carried around in my trousers was actively nauseating. I didn’t like it on me, I certainly didn’t like one on somebody else.
So what did that make me?
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by Cyclist
Admin Note: Originally published on BigCloset TopShelf on Monday 09-17-2010 at 11:57:22 am, this retro classic was pulled out of the closet, and re-presented for our newer readers. This story was recommended by Andrea Lena DiMaggio.
~Sephrena
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Retro classic
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Gone all pink! Thank you! But if anyone doesn't understand the ending, please read my story 'Something to Declare', in which all will be made clear.