It had been three days after Spirit had almost gegeben in to Stein’s advance on him and his herz was still aching. He had wanted nothing Mehr than to allow Stein to touch him, KISS him, pleasure him, but he knew that it would only end in his herz being broken again. He couldn’t expect Stein to commit to him. Who was he kidding? He knew Stein would commit to him. It was Spirit himself who couldn’t be expected to commit. He wanted to, but it he didn’t know how. He had never gegeben all of his Liebe to one single person in all of his life. Yet when he thought of Stein, oh how his herz beat....
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