Date: Thu, 10 Apr 2014 19:25:20 +0100
From: grumpygutz1@gmail.com
Subject: Bus-stop boy, part#5

Chapter Five

	There was definitely some frostiness in the air between Ben and Paul. My special Ben
was sitting sideways across my lap as I sat on an armchair in my living room. At fifteen years of
age, he was already a well-developed young man; of below average height (perhaps around
5'9"), but sturdily built, with broad shoulders, and thick, muscular limbs. His firm, rounded
behind was mostly resting on my right thigh as he lay perpendicularly over me, and his legs hung
over the side of the chair. I had my left am behind his strong shoulders, supporting him, and his
handsome face – topped by slightly curling, dark-brown hair – was facing across me, to Paul – in
the adjacent chair – and over to Adam. He seemed happy to look anywhere but directly at Paul.
Paul's handsome face looked perturbed beneath his blond fringe, and his bright, blue eyes had
a look of disquiet about them. His tall, lean, six-foot frame was seated slightly hunched forward
in his chair, clearly not as relaxed as he would normally be. To his right sat Adam, mid-way in
height and build between Ben and Paul, but with skin that – while no less smooth and flawless –
was as dark as Paul's was fair. His African heritage had bequeathed him large, expressive eyes,
of such a deep brown that they appeared almost black. His muscular legs were crossed at the
knee, and his hands were joined in his lap; just over the bulge that – not many minutes earlier –
had grown beneath Paul's hand and delevoped into a stupendous erection. Adam did not seem
aware of the tension between the other two boys. I could not but be aware of it – having heard
from Ben immediately upon his arrival how upset he was that Paul had apparently copied my
number surreptitiously from his phone, and then arranged to visit me without him – and I was
anxious to try to diffuse the ill-feeling, although uncertain exactly how to do that at that point.

'So, then,' I began, 'Boring Brian,' (the nickname, I had discovered, of the history teacher whose
absence that day had allowed Ben to leave school early and pay me a visit), 'It seems like I owe
this man a drink?'
'Yeah, he's got to have an urgent operation,' Ben replied, his eyes fixed on mine, 'We reckon it's
piles,' he added, giggling.
'And how did he come by this name?' I asked.
''Cos he is soooo boring' announced Adam, 'a total snore.'
'Well,' I laughed, 'I'm quite a fan of his now.'

	I smiled into Ben's eyes, and scratched affectionately up and down his stomach and
chest. Ben gripped my roving right hand in his left, and we interlaced our fingers. He buried his
right arm around my back, and I felt the heat of his hand as it gently squeezed my right side,
then rested in contact with me. I was coming to realise that Ben was a very straightforward and
honest young man, who preferred to express his feelings, rather than let them fester and grow,
so I wasn't at all surprised when he got straight down to what was bothering him:

'Paul, mate, I'm a bit pissed off you got Dave's number off my phone without asking, yeah?' he
looked calmly, but seriously, across at Paul, who squirmed in his chair, 'Why didn't you ask, if
you wanted it, instead of going behind my back?'
After a pause, and a bit more squirming, Paul replied, in his 'little boy' voice, 'I didn't mean any
harm! It was for Adam, really, I thought he really needed to talk, and so ... ,' he tailed off, rather
unconvincingly.
'Come, now, Paul,' I interjected, 'that's not the whole story, now, is it? I mean, I got the
impression – and don't get me wrong, I thought it was really lovely – that you wanted to see me
too, no? I didn't realise you'd not asked Ben first, otherwise I might have reacted a little
differently. I mean, you do know we have an understanding?'

	I was not being entirely honest, and was over-stating the firmness of my resolution to Ben
that I would not allow anything to happen with any other boys unless he was here too. This was,
obviously, for Ben's benefit, and was a calculated risk; I guessed that Paul was on the defensive,
and was unlikely to challenge me openly about the enthusiastic welcome I had given him when
he arrived.

'Okay, then,' Paul replied, after another pause, 'it's true; what happened last time we were here
was amazing. I haven't stopped thinking about it. I know you and David have something special
going on. I just wanted to see him again,' he looked at me, and smiled weakly, 'When Ads told
me what's been on his mind, I thought that was my chance, that maybe I could get you on my
own.'
'But you could've come here with me again!' objected Ben, 'Why did you have to be so sneaky?'
'I wanted to have what he was doing to you, alright?!' Paul's voice was breaking with emotion, 'I
wanted it to be just me!'
'Hey, mate,' Adam gently interrupted, reaching out to place his hand on Paul's shoulder
affectionately, 'I'm here too, yeah? Where did I fit into this?'
Paul looked over at Adam, with tears in his eyes: 'I wanted you, too, ok?' he whispered, hoarsely,
then looked down into his lap.

	Ben and I exchanged a look of confusion, then smiled at each other. I nodded in Paul's
direction, encouraging Ben to say something.

'Look, mate, it's fine,' he said, kindly, 'It's not a problem. I care about you too much to take
offence, and I can't blame you for fancying Davie here!'

He reached up and ruffled my hair affectionately. Adam still had a reassuring hand on
Paul's shoulder, and he moved from his chair to sit on the low arm of Paul's, so that he could
put his left arm around him. Paul looked up at him, then buried his head into his strong chest
and hugged him close. Ben and I wrapped our arms around each other, smiled into each other's
eyes, and and turned to the other two lads, who were still in a wordless embrace. My right arm
was across Ben's lap, at the top of his muscular thighs, and he shifted his hips backwards so
that he was sitting fully on me, sideways on, and I rested my right hand over his groin. I could
feel him becoming hard beneath my touch, and I myself had sprung an erection as his firm
behind pressed into me. He gently ground his buttocks into my lap, and a surge of desire went
through me. I looked at Adam and Paul, who were oblivious to us, and then began  to caress
Ben's cock through the material of his trousers. He was quickly fully erect, and his rock-hard,
thick shaft felt amazing in my hand, and twitched as I gripped and released it. As we watched,
Paul slowly lifted his head from Adam's chest, and looked up into his face. We saw their eyes
meet, and Adam moved his head closer; his luscious lips parted, and his tongue ran from one
side to the other, moistening them. Already excited, the sight of these boys' lips meeting, and
beginning to explore each other, made my mouth dry and my heart race. Their kiss deepened,
and their tongues began to connect, and roll over each other. Adam leaned further into Paul,
who was sitting back in his armchair, and Paul's arms were tight around his back, drawing him
in. Then Adam shifted round, slid to the floor, and came to kneel in front of Paul, who opened his
long, lean legs to draw him closer, so that – as they continued their deep and passionate kiss –
their groins were pressed against each other. Adam's behind, as he knelt and leaned forward,
was unbelievable in its round, muscular weightiness. His buttocks gently clenched and relaxed,
as he softly moved his cock against Paul, whose reciprocated the movement, his thighs
rhythmically tightening to push himself up into Adam.

All the while, Ben and I were looking on, and I had opened his zip-fly, undone the button
on his trousers, and slipped my hand into his underwear, bringing me into direct contact with his
huge, hot cock, which I gripped and caressed, and in between ran my hand down to cup and
squeeze his heavy balls. He was so hard, and leaking fluid from his tip. As he sat in my lap, he
was repeatedly gripping his buttocks around my aching erection. Ben carefully unfastened the
buttons of my shirt, and leaned foreward to nuzzle his head into the side of my neck, running his
hand through the hair on my chest and coming to hold my right nipple between finger and
thumb, pinching gently. I let out a sigh, and turned my head down as he lifted his up, and our
mouths connected in a passionate kiss. Ben's tongue forced its way into my mouth as our lips
connected, and I sucked on it, before rolling my own tongue over and around it. Our kiss
continued for a while, and I did not release my hold on his long, thick cock; neither did he stop
his rhythmic up-and-down movement in my lap. We broke our kiss, and lay our foreheads
against each other; I eased the urgency of my hand on his manhood. We were both breathing
heavily. Looking across at the other two lads, we could see that both their shirts were now
undone, and Adam was lying on top of Paul, between his legs. Paul had a hand on each of
Adam's amazing buttocks, and was pulling him into himself, as they continued their vigorous
kissing. After a moment, they, too, broke apart, and leaned their foreheads together, looking
directly into each other's eyes. I looked at Ben, who nodded in the direction of the bedroom, next
door. I nodded, and turned to the boys.

'Hey, chaps,' I called out, breaking the silence that hung in the air, 'how about we go next door,
and get a bit more comfortable?'
'Okay,' replied Paul, after a pause during which he panted, and got his breath back, 'That
sounds good, yeah?' he looked at Adam for agreement.
'Fine. Yeah, that would be good,' he smiled, a little uncertainly.

	I heaved up under Ben's armpits, and he uncoiled himself from my lap. Paul sat up as
Adam got to his feet, and then turned to pull him up by both hands from the chair. I followed Ben,
who left the room and disappeared along the hallway, and turned around to smile and gesture to
the other two to follow. Ben seemed in a hurry to get to the bedroom, and I saw almost skip
along, and then disappear around the corner through the door as I reached the corridor. I turned
again to the other two; Paul was leading Adam by the hand, his shirt gaping open; I could see his
hairless chest and large, light-brown nipples. Adam's chest was hairless, too, but more powerful,
above his taut, muscled abdomen. Satisfied that they were following, I walked quickly along the
corridor and into my bedroom. A pile of clothes lay on a chair, and Ben was already lying in the
bed, the sheet drawn up to his hips, just covering the taunting bulge of his semi-erect manhood
lying to one side. The sight of his lovely face smiling up at me, and his smooth, soft body lying
before me, filled me with happiness. I sat down on the side of the bed, took my shoes off, and
then began to undo by trousers. Ben sat up, and pulled my open shirt down each arm. I whipped
my socks off, and threw all my clothes on top of Ben's. At that moment, Paul appeared in the
dooway, and I waved him in, swinging my legs up onto the bed, and shifting over under the sheet
next to Ben, who rolled into me, and wriggled himself close, resting his head on my shoulder. His
hard cock was pressing into my hip, and I ran my hand under the band of his shorts, gripping its
hotness; Ben moaned softly as I gently squeezed and moved my hand slowly up and down his
solid, thick shaft. The other two stood hand-in-hand by the bed, apparently uncertain how to
proceed.

'Come on, chaps,' I said, gently, 'there's plently of room; hop in!'
'Yeah, get 'em off!' Ben added, helpfully.
'Are you two naked?' Paul asked, a little bashfully.
'Pants only. For the moment,' I replied, hugging Ben tightly to me, as he ran his hand over my
chest.

	Paul started to unbutton his trousers, and let them fall to the ground. Adam followed suit.
I saw Paul's long, shapely legs, with their covering of soft, downy hair as he sat down on the bed.
Adam's stupendous thighs, hairless and muscular, came into view as his own trousers fell to the
ground. In no time, they were under the sheet, to my right; Paul next to me, on his back, with
Adam on his side, resting his right hand on Paul's chest. I beamed at them; they both smiled
back at me, Paul with his slightly lop-sided grin, and Adam, a little shyly. Ben was clearly feeling
amorous, and was pumping his hard cock into my hand. I turned to him, and his flushed face
was inches from mine, his lips parted and his brown eyes, flecked with turquoise, shining
brightly. He leaned towards me, and we connected; our lips pressing tightly together. Oh, the
beautiful softness of his plump, warm cushions, pressed against mine, made me feel like my
chest would explode! Moistened by our saliva, our lips explored each other, until his tongue
pushed its way into my mouth. I met him with mine, and then our kiss deepened and became
more passionate. Meanwhile, Adam had begun to caress the soft, white skin of Paul's face, and
they had joined in their own kiss. Adam slowly shifted more of his weight onto Paul, and came to
lie across him, his legs sliding between Paul's. He came to rest fully atop him, with their groins
pressed together, and Paul bent his knees up so that his long legs rose either side of Adam's
fantastic arse, which was visible – filling out the material of his white boxer shorts – as the bed-
sheet rode down the back of his thighs. They maintained this connection, kissing long and hard,
and beginning to grind their cocks against each other. Ben and I did not want to end our own
kiss, and it deepened, becoming more intense, then its intensity reduced for a moment, before
we re-engaged. There was silence in the room, broken by soft, wet sounds and the sighs and
moans that each of us were giving out. Paul's legs rose higher, and his hands roved over Adam's
back, running down to grip his behind and pull him closer with each stroke of his grinding.

	I had rolled onto my left side, into Ben, so that we could connect along our full length,
bringing his hot hardness into contact with my groin; my own erection lay beside his, against
him. Our thrusting against each other was becoming more urgent, and our arms were wrapped
around each other tightly. After a few minutes of this, we broke apart, and looked into each
other's eyes longingly. Ben then rolled further into me, and I withdrew slightly as he came to lie
on his stomach, drawing his arms up under his chest, then looking sideways at me, raising an
eyebrow questioningly as he smiled. I so needed to hold his enormous, thick cock again, so I
tugged down his underpants – which he quickly pushed down and wriggled off, with my
assistance – and plunged my hand, palm upwards, beneath his hips; he lifted his arse in the air,
and the sight of those beautifully rounded buns rising into the air was breathtaking. I reached
his hot hardness, and gripped him in my hand. He moaned as he thrust himself into my
clenched fist a few times. I began to slide myself down the bed, and to run my tongue down the
length of his spine, kissing and licking my way along it, never releasing my grip beneath him.
Glancing across, I could see that Adam and Paul continued their passionate kiss, their hands
roving all over each other's bodies. I felt a hand tentatively connecting with the back of my neck,
then running out over my shoulder. Glancing across, I saw that it was Adam's; they had briefly
broken their kiss, and were both looking across at Ben and me. I pulled Ben sideways gently as
he lay prone beside me, and we shuffled across a few inches so that my back was in contact
with both Adam and Paul; their warmth against me gave a wonderful sense of connection. Adam
disengaged his hand from me, and they re-esablished their kiss briefly, before Paul pulled at
Adam's underwear, encouraging him to take his shorts off; they were both soon fully naked, and
passionately reconnected. My mouth descended further down Ben's back, rising up from the dip
at its base to reach his tail-bone. His arse lifted and fell as he pumped his cock into my hand. I
shifted myself down futher, without losing contact with the boys behind me, then my face was
level with Ben's arse. I drank in the sight of it for a moment, then released his cock from my grip
and rolled over and between his legs, pushing my face directly between his rounded cheeks until
my mouth was right over his pink ring. I pushed my tongue directly into his hole; he lifted his
arse into me, forcing me deeper, and, as I pushed and licked around his most intimate spot, I
reached up between his legs to grip his cock once again, drawing it downwards – it was so hard,
this was not so easy – so that it was pointing downwards. Withdrawing my tongue from his hole,
I ran it downwards across his perineum and over his scrotum, taking each of his big balls in turn
into my mouth as I continued to grip his cock. He was taking slow and long strokes into my hand,
and I returned my mouth to his hole, pushing my tongue back in and rolling it around inside the
tight grip of his ring. He was pushing up higher and higher into me as he moaned, desperately
trying to draw my tongue as deep into his arse as he could. He began to bend his knees with
each push, and so came to be on all fours in front of me, allowing his huge, hard cock to take
fuller strokes into my tightly clenched hand as I licked and kissed around his perfect hole.

	Adam had broken the kiss with Paul, and was nuzzling at his neck, then proceeded down
to kiss and gently bite his nipple. As he did this, Paul let out a long wail, and lifted his legs
higher, gripping the back of Adam's head in his hands. Paul looked over at Ben, who was on all
fours with his face looking down at him, and he reached out with one arm and drew him in,
parting his lips as he came closer, and then their mouths connected. Adam still had his mouth
clamped to Paul's large, round nipple, then began to lick his way down his chest. I came up from
Ben's behind to get my breath for a moment, and saw the three lads right beside me. Adam was
lying prone over Paul, supporting himself on his elbows as Paul's shapely legs were wrapped
over his back. Down he went, slipping between them, until he reached Paul's straining, long
erection, which his gripped in one hand, then took slowly into his mouth; Paul's moan was
muffled by Ben's hot mouth over his. I still had hold of Ben's hot hardness, which I released
from my grip, then moved forward, kneeling directly behind his mind-blowingly firm and rounded
arse. Reaching around beneath the pillow, I grabbed the small, white plastic bottle I had placed
there earlier, flipped the lid, and squeezed out some cool gel onto my fingers. I applied them
directly to Ben's ring, around the outside, and then pushing a finger inwards. Ben wailed into
Paul's mouth, and pushed his arse higher, swallowing one, then another of my fingers into that
taut grip, grinding their tips back and forth on his prostate. I couldn't wait a moment longer, and
withdrew them, positioned myself with my aching cock over his ring, and applying forward
pressure. Once again, Ben bucked back into me, and the head of my cock and a couple more
inches slid inside him quickly. Ben had his forehead against Paul's, and they were panting in
each other's faces; Adam was taking the whole length of Paul's cock into his mouth, and pulling
on his low-hanging balls. I was fully inside my Ben, and hardly had to move, as he was thrusting
back onto me, taking me inside him up to the hilt. The hot tightness of being inside him was
overwhelming. His meaty arse was riding forward and back into me, and I gripped his hips to pull
him as far onto me as I could with each thrust. I was gasping with the intense pleasure of being
so tightly held, and so close to my boy who, I could see, was once more kissing Paul
passionately. Adam had released Paul's cock from his mouth, but was continuing to grip it with
his hand as his mouth roved over his balls, and down over his hard perineum. Paul's thighs were
gripping his head. Adam pulled himself up onto his knees as he was held in this grip, and I had
my first glimpse of his manhood. I almost cried out in disbelief; Ben's cock was amazing, I
thought, being fully eight inches long and wonderfully thick when erect. Adam's straining
erection was easily that long, perhaps slightly longer, but it was its girth and weight that made it
seem impossibly huge. He was circumcised, and the dark brown shaft of him led to a perfect,
purple head that was even wider, and clearly wet with fluid at the tip. As I looked on, loving every
moment of my continuing thrusts into Ben's delicious arse, Adam pulled his head up from Paul,
and – seeing him engaged in his passionate kiss with Ben – moved forward on his knees, pulled
Paul's long legs up against him, so that the calves came to rest on his shoulders, gripped his
massive cock, and moved it in so that it lay directly over Paul's ring. Paul made a moaning
sound as he made contact. Not wanting to lose my concentration on all that was happening, I
quickly picked up the plastic bottle of gel, and – taking Adam's right hand in my left – placed it
in his palm. I looked into his face, which was hot with excitement, his dark eyes shining and
hooded with desire, and he nodded. He flipped the lid of the bottle, squeezed a generous
amount of clear fluid into his palm, then cupped his cock-head into it, covering it and some
inches down his hard shaft, then squeezing more onto his fingers, and placing them directly over
Paul's ring. He applied the gel, then slowly pushed one finger into the centre – all the while
gripping his cock, and thrusting it, with his other hand – and pushing it in, slowly and carefully.
Paul had broken the kiss with Ben, who was alternating between savouring the pleasure of me
deep inside him, and watching awestruck as Adam prepared himself. I could see Paul nodding,
and his face relaxed from the slight tension that was briefly in it as Adam's finger first entered
him. After a few moments, Adam withdrew his fingers from Paul, then manoevred himself into
position – his turgid head, slicked with gel and his own fluids, right at Paul's ring – then eased
himself slowly inward. Paul let out a loud shout, of pain mixed with pleasure, as Adam's
enormous head passed into him. With natural sensitivity, Adam paused – which I could see was
difficult for him; he was desperate to fill Paul with his cock – and waited, watching the look on
Paul's face, as he slowly inched further and further inside. The idea that this was Paul's first
penetration, and that it should be with such a huge cock as Adam's, made me think there might
be a problem any moment, but somehow, slowly, Adam inched his way inwards until the whole
length of that enormous cock was buried right up in Paul's arse; Paul was panting, voicing
moans, and had sweat beading on his forehead. Ben was so entranced by the scene right in
front of his face that he had paused his rhythmic pushing back into me. I was pretty amazed at
the sight before me as well, but stayed fully inside Ben all the while. Oh, Adam's arse, the sight
of it moving up and down as he began to thrust into Paul, was simply superb! There was shiny
sweat beginning to run down his back as he held himself up on his elbows, and slowly increased
the speed and depth of his fucking. Ben started to push back onto me again, and soon Adam
and I were both intently fucking our boys, and looking across at each other as we did so. Ben
and Paul were moaning, and soon Adam's low voice began to join them with his own voiced
gasps. I was in Ben, and he was in Paul, and I thought I might pass out at any moment with the
ecstasy and joy of all these sensations.

	As Adam and I continued, Ben – who was now on all fours across the bed – broke the
kiss with Paul, and quickly moved down to take his nipple between his lips. Paul was lying back,
with his mouth open and eyes narrowed, relishing the fullness of Adam's cock riding in and out
of his arse. Ben looked up, wrapped his arms around Paul's neck, and then tugged his head off
the pillow. As he shifted around a little more, I moved up the bed, continuing to fuck Ben. I was
half facing Adam now, and could see his handsome face, lips apart with teeth clenched, and
hear him moan with each thrust he made. Ben was kissing and licking Paul's nipple again,
nibbling gently, and now Paul's head was hidden from me by Ben's strong, wide shoulders,
whose muscles were taut and rolling over each other. Ben started to work his way down Paul's
smooth chest, and suddenly one of Paul's hands appeared around Ben's back, at around the
mid-point, and then the other came into view. As Ben's mouth made its way down Paul's
stomach, it began to disappear behind his thigh; both his long legs were almost straight,
pressed over into him by Adam's weight. Paul had lost none of his hardness as he was being
fucked by Adam, and Ben gripped his long, thin cock in one hand, then took his whole length
deep into his throat, causing a single wail, of a different kind, to escape Paul, who was now face
to face with Ben's firm cock, wagging up and down beneath him. Soon, both boys had their
mouths full of each other, sucking and licking in between concentrating on the sensations from
their arses. The four of us were pretty much perpendicular across the bed now, as I plunged in
and out of Ben, and Adam filled Paul with his supendous cock. The distance between Adam's
and my face was reducing now that Ben and Paul were sucking each other beneath us, and
suddenly Adam threw out one arm, his right, and gripped my left shoulder. We locked our eyes
on each other, still distracted by the sensations from our invasion of our boys; his face was full
of disbelief and amazement, with a tongue now poking out from between his broad, soft, dark
pink lips. I released my right hand from its grip on Ben's hip, and grabbed Adam's shoulder; we
were drawing each other closer. He was now lying right across Paul's abject body, which was
hiding Ben's head as he continued to suck on his cock. Even more desire – if that was possible
– suddenly welled up in me as my lips connected with Adam; their wet softness was
unbelievable. We wandered over each other's lips, kissing and probing with our tongues, which
were soon fencing with each other, and rolling in and out of each other's mouth. My cock in Ben,
Adam's in Paul; Paul's cock in Ben's mouth, Ben's in his; my mouth, and Adam's, now
connected and passionately engaged. This combination seemed perfect, and overwhelming, and
entirely mutual, and continued.

	I heard Paul's voice suddenly get louder, as his moans sang out from underneath Ben.
His toes were curling, then relaxing now, and – as Paul kept up his relentless ploughing of his
arse – he was reaching his climax. This turned me, and – clearly – Ben on even more, and I
started to take more focussed, and deeper thrusts into him as Paul's toes suddenly went into
spasm, he let out a shout, and pumped out jets of fluid straight into Ben's mouth, which I could
hear slurping from between Paul's thighs. Like a chain reaction, I then felt rhythmic contractions
of Ben's ring muscle around my cock, and he wailed loudly as he shot his own hot load over
Paul's face beneath him. Four, five, six contractions gripped my hardness inside him, and I felt
myself drawn very close to my own orgasm; I slowed my thrusts, as I didn't ever want this to end.
Adam's forehead was leaning against mine, as he had disengaged the kiss as soon as Paul shot
his load off; no doubt the contractions of Paul's ring around his huge cock were having an effect,
and he suddenly pulled his head away from me, lifted his face up, screwed up his eyes, and let
fly his enormous teenage load deep inside his blond friend. The look of ecstasy on his face was
more than enough for me; I went over the edge, pushing myself fully into Ben's arse with each
thrust as I felt my hot semen explode into him, again and again. I was calling Ben's name with
each explosion of my seed, then thrust a few more times to wring every last drop out of me. As I
opened my eyes, I saw that Adam had collapsed onto Paul – Ben quickly having shifted out of
the way – and Paul's legs lowered themselves so that his feet came to rest on the bed, either
side of Adam. Ben moved forward as I withdrew my cock from him, rolled onto his side, then
onto his back next to Paul (who had Adam wrapped in his arms). I rolled onto my side, half on
and half off Ben, holding him close to me, and we softly kissed and caressed each other's face. I
was spent, and could hardly believe what had just passed between the four of us. Snuggled up
against each other, the sheet was drawn up to cover us – suddenly it seemed rather cold in the
room – and we were quite soon filling the room with gentle sleeping sounds.


The End of Chapter Five




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