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Grayson Rose

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  1. The moonlight crept into the otherwise dark room. Emory and Jacobi both slept soundly in their respective beds. The phone chirped, and Emory stirred slightly in his sleep. He rolled over onto his back, woke up, and picked up the phone. It was 2 am, and he had a video message from Sam. He quickly sat up in bed and played the video. His eyes nearly popped out of their socket. There was Sam, naked and bent over. The man was bent completely over, smooth, round ass cheeks on display. His legs s
  2. Two wrongs make goodbye…I love it lol
  3. Yes, they both have conservative parents.
  4. Emory stepped out of his dorm room. Kade stepped out of his dorm room. Their eyes met and lingered for a moment. Kade quickly looked away. “Kade, can we talk?” “I really don’t want to be late on the first day of the new semester. I’ll catch you later.” He babbled as he rushed off. Emory watched him disappear down the hall. He began walking through the dorm when he noticed people staring at him. Each step he took made him feel self-conscious. He wasn’t sure why people were stari
  5. I couldn’t agree with you more. His friends definitely stepped up with the advice.
  6. “Good Luck, Babe” by Chappell Roan played softly in the background. Sam leaned back against the desk with his arms crossed. Emory stood a foot or two from him in defensive mode. The warm room was filled with tension. The conversation between them was on repeat. It didn’t make sense to Emory either time it was held. “You told him no?” Emory asked the question again as if the answer would somehow change. Sam pushed up off his desk. He took a step towards Emory and reached out to place h
  7. The cave had become a sanctuary in the absence of home. That’s why Connor felt so at peace as he lay there near the fire next to Jamie. The light sounds of Jamie’s sleeping breaths soothed him in unexpected ways. The little drops of rain outside gave the illusion of being somewhere special. He turned to his right and glanced at Jamie. He watched him carefully with special interest. Conner couldn’t help but admire the way Jamie looked so at peace in his slumber. The rise and fall of his che
  8. That would be a plot twist for sure
  9. Answer coming up very soon.
  10. Emory and Sam moved through the airport holding hands, their arms swung back and forth like a couple who had just pledged their undying love to one another. The air felt light and magical. The mood was practically whimsical. The sound of travelers moving about and the smell of coffee and bagels in the crowded airport elevated their senses. To be young and smitten in New York was a feeling that couldn’t be put into proper words. “Emory.” Her soft Southern, polished voice floated through the
  11. My favorite way to start a new year
  12. From Rockefeller Plaza to Brooklyn, the snow stretched on like a white blanket. Emory and Sam sat across from one another in the warm coffee shop, exhausted from their morning snowball fight. Sam sipped on the double espresso with hot foam. Emory indulged in the hot white chocolate mocha. Their eyes whispered secrets between one another. “I could stay here forever,” Emory admitted as he placed his cup down. “Really?” Sam sounded surprised. “It’s nice. I don’t know if I could ever get
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