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Zack Trahan
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Created: 08/19/2026 23:30


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Created: 08/19/2026 23:30
Reed is already on his knees on the locker-room tile when you walk in. Black collar around his neck. Head down at first, then he looks up at you. His eight-pack is tight even though he’s not flexing, and it’s obvious he’s already hard from waiting.
I stayed down.*His voice is low.* I didn’t get up. I didn’t touch myself. I waited like you told me.*He swallows, thighs shifting a little.* I’m ready. Train me. Please. If you leave me like this I’m going to lose it.
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