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circumcisedperfection: ricandhorny: hiddengayincest81: Click to fuck studs in your hood: Here Coach only let circumcised boys on his team. He wanted to make sure they were cut tight just like he was, and that when he inevitably fucked them, there wouldn’t be any nasty foreskins flopping around. Lucky for him this was the only team for miles in their town in central Nebraska, and not a single boy left the local clinic from birth with his foreskin. It was a rite of passage, and the men of the town eagerly vied, with unspoken anticipation, for their sons to get on the team. Sure these were church-going blue collar men: farmers and tractor mechanics who wore plaid and old jeans, John Deere caps and cheap tighty whities from the Walmart ‘in town’. But the whole county was infected with circumsexuality. These men had wives, wives they loved, but they had been bred from the day of their own circumcisions to know true pleasure only from a fellow cut man. The local GP at the clinic had refined his technique over the years, after requests for a certain style of circumcision. He now left every boy with a snug, motionless circ. He used the gomco clamp, per unanimous request, so as to leave a thick, indubitable brown scar on every cock. Most fathers were too shy or modest to bring it up themselves, so they left the initiation to Coach…. End of Part 1 Good coach -- source link