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Gay Medical Play & Clinic Stories
Gloves, a table, and a procedure nobody explains to him. Gay medical play and clinic stories where the politeness is the cruelty: he is opened, measured, altered and written up by men who say excuse me, and who never once ask. He keeps waiting for the part where they tell him what it was for. That part is not in the notes.
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