The Super Slippery Young Master

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Our young master carried a man home and went at it—thrusting and rubbing—until midnight. The other man was left hoarse. I hid behind the wall and witnessed the whole thing, frantically writing a live-scene BL novel. He pinned the man down and XXXed him, then XXXed him again, then XXXed him some more; after one round, he kept going with more XXX... Just as I was writing nonstop, the young master was kicked flying out of the room. He sat huddled outside the door hugging a pillow, looking utterly aggrieved...