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Looking at himself in the mirror, Shane shook his head in wonder. How exactly had he gotten a hunky model fantasizing about him? And apparently for a while now? No, Andrew must have been pulling his leg. He had to be. But he was coming over to apparently tease and fuck and suck him to oblivion and Shane was more than prepared to let him, since he'd admired Andrew a while now, just from afar. Apparently the feeling had been mutual. Not dressed in more than sweat pants because he thought why bother putting on more, he waited nearer the door, in the 'living room' or rather the part in his one room apartment that had the couch in it.