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"Fuck you!" "I already fucked you many times . . ." He then wiggled his eyebrows and continued. ". . . in my mind." Harris narrowed his eyes and got paled. "Dirty-minded dickhead!" "Nope, I just have a sexy imagination." A loud laugh echoed in the room after. Tristan's shoulders were moving up and down. His laugh stopped when Harris looked at him intently, he leaned forward not breaking their stare. Not knowing the reasons, his heart beats fast. ** With the thought of having a normal life in their college days, Harris and Tristan never imagined that fate was tailing their lives. Meeting unexpectedly, the two boys wished they had never met at all. But destiny wanted to play as they discovered their sexual preference after living under the same roof. They were torn between accepting the fact that they were gay or denying it in fear of society's judgment. Thereupon, living together they found out that they need each other to overcome their fears.
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