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    Once he’s settled, he gives Ilya that look. Hooded eyes, softened jaw, slickened lips. The “I’ll do whatever you ask me”look that gets Ilya harder than anything they’ve ever done together. His cock is beating like a drum against the inside of his joggers, but he’s keeping them on. He made that decision last night. They stay on, unless they can’t anymore.

    “What are you gonna do to me?” Shane asks.

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    Ilya very much wants to make his husband wet. Very wet.

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    07 Jul 2026

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    Hi Ilya,

    My name is Shane! I don’t speak Russian, I hope that’s okay. I’m also 25 years old and I love hockey too! So we have some things in common.

    I’ve never written an inmate before. I don’t really know why I’m doing this. I guess I’m lonely. I’m not very good at making friends or dating. I think maybe I can be a bit awkward in person, but I’m good at writing. So I hope that’s okay.

    or Shane Hollander finds Ilya Rozanov on WriteAPrisoner.com and sends him an email.

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    06 Jul 2026

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  3. Public Bookmark 52

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    Shane walks back into the living room now, a kitten yawn rounding in the back of his throat as he raises his linked hands above his head and arches his spine in a slow open that stretches the muscles. He drops his arms with a heavy exhale, a comfortable pull through his spine at the stretch and he eyes the empty couch.

    His Ilya is missing.

    Shane turns his head and muffles a yawn into his elbow, rolls his shoulders and scans the room, the now empty coffee table, and hears the soft thud of dishes in the sink over the music and uses the obvious clues to take himself to the kitchen.

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    Or, Ilya and Shane slow dance

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    03 Jul 2026

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    I like beating you, Shane had said, once, half-drunk on pleasure in a rumpled hotel bed. I like it– afterwards, when you’re–

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    03 Jul 2026

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    “Ilya,” he gasps. “You’re drunk, hey, ah, wait,” he adds, and he’s trying so hard to do the right thing here, but Ilya’s cock is still sliding against his and he can’t stop himself from moving his hips to chase it.

    “Yes,” Ilya says. His mouth trails down over Shane’s collarbone and his chest, leaving a trail of spit because he’s being so messy. “Waited all night to have you,” he mumbles, looking up to meet Shane’s eyes, and takes his nipple between his lips.

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