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• As we walked past the longhouse where our actual hotel room was (rather than the place where'd been working each other over) I noticed Mike was limping a little. I looked at him, questioningly.
• "My nuts are fucking killing me," he said, then laughed. Like he couldn't believe he'd said it, either. "All this build up with no release. My balls are so blue, they could appear in the fireworks show tonight."
• I wasn't going to talk about it that way, but I wasn't exactly comfortable either. Despite all the time that had passed, my dick wasn't going down, and my balls were aching along with it. Much as I was glad that I'd stopped things before, I was kind of hating myself for it at the same time.