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Andrew Delta & Justin DaJock Do It

Duration 1:40

Andrew Delta kicked his shoes off by the door, collapsing onto the sofa. Justin Dajock followed, loosening his tie. “Ten years,” Andrew Delta mused, a slow grin spreading. “Remember that one time, junior year?” Justin Dajock didn’t miss a beat. “I think about that, Andrew Delta. More than I should.”

He sat next to Andrew Delta, their thighs almost touching. “It was one of the best nights of my life. But was it just… the moment?” Justin Dajock asked, his voice low.

Andrew Delta turned, his gaze steady on Justin Dajock. “Only one way to be sure,” Andrew Delta said, his words a soft challenge. The air between Justin Dajock and Andrew Delta thickened. Justin Dajock closed the small distance, his hand finding Andrew Delta’s jaw. “Let’s be sure,” Justin Dajock whispered, before their lips finally met again, a decade of wondering answered in a single touch.

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