Not A Single Cloud Part 1 Take Me Like Your Coffee 6
"What's the worst that can happen?" asked Pete, poking his head trough the hatch leading onto the roof. It was a wonderful sunny day, not a single cloud in sight, probably one of very few days like that left this year. Pete hoisted himself up onto the roof with no effort whatsoever. His big arms, by now glistering with summer sweat, flexed and reached into the hatch to pull up another boy onto the roof. Fair to say that the other boy, called Yann, was nowhere as well built as Pete and really...
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