Bodybuilder Bi-Barbeque by posingstrap
Part II
One minute later--not even a minute later--I could see written on Tim and Julio's faces the unmistakable look of guilt. Only Jerome flashed me a big grin of satisfaction as he rose up and squeezed a few more dribbles from his huge black schlong.
"Where's the bathroom?" Julio asked, quickly retrieving his clothes.
"Down the hall, on the right," I watched his furry bubble butt as he headed off.
"I can't believe that just happened!" Tim looked flushed and dazed, his big pecs coated with a sheen of sweat.
"Don' start wi' dat shit, boo. Yo' knows yo' wuz into it," Jerome sat heavily into a chair, his tubular meat flopping over one thigh. He played with his huge balls and sized Tim up.
"I - I guess so...."
"WhatEVA', dude, ok? If yo' was fakin' DAT, then yo' ass gets th' Oscar, baby!"
Not wanting to get involved, I picked up my clothes, went into the kitchen and absently used a J-cloth at the sink to wipe cum shots off my torso. Climbing back into my tanktop and shorts--not bothering with the jockstrap--I watched Julio come past and Tim quickly take over the bathroom.
As everyone got showered and dressed, I put them to work getting the barbeque going and setting the table out on the lawn near the hot tub. With inch-thick steaks and lots of salad and the surprising warmth of that early evening May sun, Tim and Julio's good humor returned.
I once again praised myself for having bought not just one case of beer, but two. No one wanted to sober up, and as I kept heading back to the kitchen for replacements, I'd come back to find them more and more animated and merry.
"Do you ever go back to Brazil?" Tim's demeanor had changed, his face looking more settled and confident.
"I went there two years ago for the first time since I was a kid," Julio smiled over at him, "--there's more gyms there than supermarkets."
"I seen pitchers of that Mardi Gras thing--dat Carnival show. Shiiiit! Ever'one's trompin' down th' streets bareass!" Jerome sat regally in his chair, beer in hand, his big brown eyes twinkling.
Julio laughed, shaking his dark, handsome head, "--on the beaches, too!--not exactly 'bareass'--but Jesus--the guys are more into bikinis than th' babes."
"--Struttin' their stuff, huh, man?" Jerome's eyes flirted with Julio. At first I wasn't sure, but when Julio's eyes dropped down to check out Jerome's tank-topped chest, I felt a horny thrill ride up my spine.
"--you did it, too, I'll bet," Tim said, no longer bashful. "--'strutted yo' stuff'," he mimicked Jerome, smiling.
"Hey brotha'--I can see yo' doin' it!--yo' little pink, sparkly thong T-barrin' yo' cakes in half--yo' big package bouncin' aroun'--shiiit!"
Tim looked proud of the compliment, pulling out his waistband and peeking inside. "Whiteboy big, maybe--but now, YOU in a pink thong?--you'd get arrested!"
"--mobbed, you mean," Julio looked across the table between Jerome's spread open legs. "--and not only by th' chicks....."
"....if them dudes're anythin' like YO'," Jerome looked at each of us, "--I'd be doin' th' DL right there on th' beach!" He flashed his full-lipped smile and swigged his beer.
"--the 'DL'?--what's that?" I asked.
"--the DL?--" Jerome chuckled. "--means 'down low' in 'hood jive, baby--black bro's who don' mind gettin' into otha' brotha's sometimes."
In the silence that followed, our eyes drifted all over each other's beefcake bodies, enjoying the shape and size of big-biceped arms and shirt-stretching pecs.
"Do YOU have any 'DL' brothers?" Tim brazenly looked Jerome in the eye.
Jerome took his time--taking a slug of beer, then putting it back on the table. He leaned back in his chair and splayed open his giant black thighs.
"I do NOW," he felt up his full, red gymshort basket, "--don' I brotha'?"
I expected Tim to turn red in the face and look away. Instead he stared at Jerome's lewd groping. "What's happening to me??--is it the air?--the beer?--I've never been so horny in my life!"
Julio nodded even as he swigged, "Same here--we're never like this at the gym--checkin' each other out, getting each other all horny-- I'm married, for Christ's sake!" He shook his head, but then caught Jerome's eye and smiled and then grinned in spite of himself, still shaking his head.
Jerome held his bottle up to the orangey, setting sun, examining it. We watched him intently.
"Yes," he finally pronounced.
"Yes, what?" Tim stared at him, his youthful face full of expectation.
"It's the beer."
We all laughed in tension-breaking merriment.
When it died down Jerome looked at us across the table. "Alot'a dudes don' give a shit how they look. When yo's at a bar, or even walkin' aroun', how many d'y'see built like us?"
I shrugged. "None. In Boise?--none. Well, maybe one or two ranchers."
"--so, why do we bother? Our women don' care--I know mine don't!--she's sayin' I'm TOO big--bitchin' ova' how I take up th' whole damn bed..."
"Shiela makes fun of me," Tim grinned sheepishly. "--calls me 'Narcissus' and 'Musclehead'."
"Brenda could care less what I look like."
Jerome nodded sagely, then stood up. We looked at his huge, perfectly proportioned, six-foot-two physique--at the power in his chest and arms and shoulders--at how all that muscle cinched-down to a 30" waist, only to bulge anew in his stallion-sized thighs. "I's gonna tell yo' why we keep pumpin' th' iron, bro's." He took hold of the bottom of his shirt and peeled it up and off his nappy, close-cropped head. Tossing it on the grass, Jerome put his hands on his waist, sucked in his abs and spread his cobra lats, his chest expanding into two, carved, meaty, big-nippled mountains. "It's cuz we look so fuckin' gooood, huh?--we look at ourselves in th' mirror aft'a a shower, an'--mmmmm,MMM!--what we see is HOT, huh?"
Jerome lifted his right arm into an eye-popping 17" boulder, the setting sun glimmering over the planes and valleys of his 230 lb. musculature, his black body shimmering in the golden light.
"Take 'em off, man--c'mon--"
"Yeah--" Tim said, "--I'm so f 'ing horny now...take 'em OFF!"
Jerome neither chuckled nor joked over hearing this. He knew he was sexy--knew he was turning us on, and teased his red shorts down his endless, taut lower belly past his kinky triangle of cockhair, slowly feeding our hungry eyes with the girth and heft of his giant, black dong--over the shape and beauty of its vein-pulsing length, until the wide-lipped, heart-shaped, open-mouthed head plopped free, lolling against his midnight-black, generous-skinned male guavas. "Oh yeah, brotha's--see all dat?--"
He rid himself of his shorts, our eyes planted on the flopping heaviness of his mammoth, half-aroused black meat as he pulled his shorts off his large, shapely feet. "--it takes men like US t' appreciate men like US, huh?" He swivelled his hips, finally smiling, watching our eyes shift back-and-forth as his tubular schlong slapped his flexing thighs, the meaty sound ringing in the cool, evening air.
"M' 'Big Boy' is gettin' all hard, seein' yo' studs admirin' it."
The hunky ten-incher swelled as it slapped--using his generous ballskin to sheath its billyclub girth--the head expanding into a shiny, glowing, purple helmet-- the flopping shaft angling upward til it stiffened and careened almost a foot out from his hairy vee like an out-of-control muscular third arm.
"Goddamn!" Julio breathed.
"That sun's goin' down fast, brotha's," Jerome strided out onto the lawn, his lancing whopper swaying majestically from his beautiful, lush bush. "Why don't we show off our stuff?"
Julio and Tim hurried to strip down, while I feasted my eyes on the sight of Jerome's wide-shouldered, V-shaped, narrow-waisted, bubble-butted, nude, black body, rippling in the orangey sun as he walked towards the talls pines ringing my yard.
Soon it was like my own private, beefcake nudist colony as Tim strolled toward the hot tub, his 5'10", tanned, tightly muscled, Matt Rush-type physique gleaming. A gymnast in college, Tim had a bullneck and enormous, articulated shoulders, with the biceps, triceps, lats and pecs to match. His abs stood out in a true six pac, his intercostals swooping down in an erotic, pelvic V, disappearing in the cottoncandy wheatfield of his crotch.
Tim's beercan, pink mushroom-headed cock tocked stiffy straight up out of his golden bush, his tennisball scrotum hugging the base, between his stocky, golden-furred thighs. When he turned, his cute, pert asschecks bounced from his waist like two ripe relons.
Julio's curvy nine-incher jounced from his bushy-black cockhair like a big, mahogany plantain, his hairy balls thudding his dark, furry thighs. His huge, hairy pecs curled from his collarbone like breakers on the ocean--tits tilting up through the curls--and his abs undulated down his endless torso as he walked, panther-like, towards Tim.
Jerome was becoming more difficult to see against the pines--the sun truly setting, throwing purple shadows over the lawn--as dusk descended and the air turned chill. He walked--hard cock sything ten inches in front of him--towards the others, and I knew it was time to fire up the hot tub.
After getting it going, I switched on the underwater lights to their 'oohs and ahhs'. The sky seemed to disappear and the trees move in closer, as the bubbling, turquoise water lit up our own private spa. Dug into the ground, the octagonal, three-foot-deep tub featured raised, three-foot-wide cedar decking, with four steps on either side leading down into the swirling water. A submerged shelf-like seat allowed a person to sit and relax, feet outstretched into the bubbling center.
Forget the yard, the river, woods, and even the log cabin--it was this idyllic, soothing feature that made me sign the lease. Commuting in from Boise, I'd start stripping even before reaching the secluded drive--eager to begin my naked weekend, knowing I was alone--knowing no one would see me throwing a big ol' hardon as I whacked off in my hot tub under the stars.
But that was just it. I was alone--alone up til then--up until Tim, Julio and Jerome agreed to join me. And on that Friday evening--the steam rising into the late May evening air--the blue-green light playing over their nude, hard-cocked, chistled bodies, my heart pounded fresh blood into my straining, twitching eight-incher.
"Fuck, that's beautiful!" Julio pulled on his ample, hairy balls, staring down into the waiting water.
"Just in time, too, huh?--Jesus, it's gettin' cold out here," Jerome looked like an African god--the glowing lights dancing over his nakedness, his nipples standing out from his half-melon pecs like two thumbs.
"Aren't you coming in, Todd?--you look a little overdressed," Tim's shotput shoulders and bulging biceps looked--if anything--even bigger as the light cast shadows over his cleanly-defined, beefy-chested, perfect physique. His porker-of-a-cock knifed-up from his hunky bush like a mushroom-capped sledge hammer, his base-hugging scrotum looking like a suede purse trying to hold in two mangos.
"God--you guys look so fucking hot," I stared at them standing there like a living wet dream. "--I'll just go and get some beers--you go ahead--it should be up to temperature in a minute..."
Hearing splashing and masculine laughter from the kitchen, I had to wedge my hammerhead rod to one side in my shorts, the image of my naked bodybuilder buddies horsing around in my own hot tub making me tremble in excitement as I uncapped the bottles.
"There's no way!"
"If I can, yo' can, too! Squeeze yo'self under yo' balls--like this...."
I found them dripping wet--steam rising from their bodies--standing on the cedar decking, hip-to-hip, facing the dark yard.
"We all have to pee," Tim laughed as I set down their beers, "--but I can't do it when I'm hard!"
"Me neither," Julio's hands were pressing into his vee, his curvy bratwurst flexing in the air.
"Sho' yo' can--jus' use them inner muscles, n' squeeeeeze it out, man!"
"Oh, fuck!" Tim stared down as his chunky seven-incher suddenly lurched upward, a fountain of yellow arching over the lawn.
"Here comes mine!" Julio's hips thrust forward, his throbbing, curved cock issuing a river of steamy yellow off to the side.
"Awwwh, fuck!!" Jerome's monster cock thumped his abs twice, then went rigid--the purple head preening--a gush of ripe urine splatting all over the grass.
They laughed--using their hips to aim their fully-erected, pissing cocks-- watching the streams crisscross each other, looking like young, muscled boys showing off.
Tim shuddered out the last of it, milking his still-rigid meat. "God!--that was as good as blowing a load, huh?" Jerome and Julio used their legs to lever their unwieldly erections free of drops.
"Now there's a sight you don't see everyday," I handed up their beers.
"What-th-fuck??--yo's still dressed, boo!" Jerome looked me over.
"Jesus--it's fuckin' freezing out here," Julio headed back down the steps into the roiling, steamy tub. "C'mon, Todd--join th' party!"
"We want a show!" Tim began a rhythmic clapping as he and Jerome sat beside Julio.
The other two joined in, Jerome lip-buzzing his hip-hop rhythm and stomping the bottom of the tub. "Take it off, muscleboy! Where's th' beef?"
I stood on the decking--looking down at their happy, grinning, submerged nakedness--shrugged a little, and grabbed my tanktop from the bottom.
"Show off that hot body, muscleboy! Yeah!"
I bent my knees and air-fucked my crotch to the beat, slowly peeling up my shirt while flexing the abs I'd worked so hard on. They hooted and hollared as I swung my shirt over my head and hooked my thumb into the waistband of my shorts, flashing them my darkbrown pubic bush. Tossing my shirt at Tim-- who draped it over his head--I flexed my meaty pecs, pulling on my nipples, while hip-tossing my crotch down at their hot-tubbed, grinning faces.
"Whoooeee, baby! Show off them big tits!"
Turning around, I swivelled my butt and slowly pulled down my shorts, mooning them.
"Fuck, tha's hot, huh?--shiiiit--look at that ass!"
Once free of my shorts, I used them to hide my crotch, then turned back around--swaying to their beat and teasing them, until--with a flourish--threw my shorts down at Jerome.
Still hiding my crotch with my hands, I laughed to see him spread my shorts over his face and inhale deeply.
"Aww, fuck!--show it, Todd--c'mon!!!" Tim yelled.
Trying to act tough and sullen the way male strippers do--giving them my half-lidded, 'I-know-I'm-hot' look--I threw my hands up behind my head and hip-fucked my raging hardon.
Suddenly all noise and clapping stopped as they watched my eight-inch, over-heated third arm heave around, slapping my abs, my low hangers wildly thudding my furry thighs.
"Oh, fuck, that's so hot," Tim began masturbating himself under the bubbling surface.
"Look at that big thing," Julio said.
Only then did I realise how erotic my body must have been--for as much as I always liked what I had going, it was only when I heard their awed praise that I began to feel like stud. And it threw a switch inside me--made me swivel back around--wagging my bare ass at them--spreading my legs to let my low-hangers toss and flop. Then stopping my gyrations, I bent way over--reaching back to pry apart my cheeks--and slowly began finger-fucking my virgin hole.
"Goddamn!" Jerome rose out of the water, suddenly lunging at my naked ass--his wet hands pushing mine aside--smacking my cheeks wide open, his hot mouth sealing over my cunt--his tongue spearing inside.
"Aw fuck! Look at that!" Julio splashed towards us. "Gimme some of that, man!"
"No way," Jerome's hot breath panted against my bare ass.
I heard more splashing.
"How about some'a THIS!" Tim climbed up beside me, his wet muscles warming mine, his cute face grinning at me. He bent over, too, offering Julio his pert, solid butt.
"Uhhhhhh!" his grin turned to slack-jawed lust as Julio first smacked his ass apart, then lapped his pint, cherry twat.
Muffled slobbers joined the sound of bubbling water as Jerome and Julio buried their faces between our spread, naked globes, the feeling so erotic, I felt my hole open like flower.
I joined Tim in falling to my knees on the deck, arching my back and pushing my hungry ass into Jerome's tongue-fucking mouth. Turning my head, I saw Tim looking at me with need and lust, his cupid lips parted, his eyes staring into mine.
"Get 'em ready, Julio--Jesus--can't 'cha see they want it??"
"Awwwh, fuck!--I'm gonna blow just doin' THIS," Julio slobbered Tim's virgin slit.
Suddenly I felt Jerome's thumb massage my ass lips--saw Tim's eyes grow wide, his mouth gaping as he, too, got the same treatment. My hand came around his muscular neck, pulling him into my kiss. He moaned--his pink tongue swabbing mine, his hot breath an aphrodisiac--making me join him in dueling tonguetips.
"Uhhhnnngh!" We both groaned down each others' throat, feeling those thumbs suddenly fuck deep into our cherry holes.
"Yo's want it bad, huh?--these big ol' cocks up yo' cunts, don'cha?"
"Fuck, man--look at 'em kissin'!--Shit!--I'm gonna cream myself just watching THIS!--swear to God, man....."
"Get down inta' th' tub--kneel on th' ledge, or somethin'--" Jerome's voice was deep and husky, "--it's freezin' out here....."
I felt Jerome's huge arms come around my waist--my throbbing cock sandwiched between my belly and his wrist. He pulled me roughly into the swirling water, the heat of it sending shivers up my goosebumping muscles.
My knees hit the ledge-seat two feet below the surface--the bubbles playing over my big balls, teasing my pulsing rod--as Tim hooked his huge bicep over my neck and crushed his sweet mouth against mine.
"Raise those whiteboy butts outta th' water! Yo's in fo' a big treat, babies...." Jerome slapped his gargantuan tool against my wet ass--raising the hair on the back of my neck--thrilling me over the scary, exciting thought of losing my pink cherry to that big black schlong.
Tim moaned as Julio nosed his smallish, sexy cocktip into Tim's tiny oval, kissing me feverishly, laving my whole mouth with his flat tongue. I groaned as Jerome tested my little bullseye with his huge mushroom head--kissing Tim back, biting his lower lip--my body trembling at the ripe, electric thrills rifling my sphincter.
"Go easy, Julio--they's cherry--or at least tha's what they claim!"
"Oh God," Tim moaned in my mouth.
I knew Julio's dong from sucking it--knew his cockhead was the least of what came next: the enormous girth of a shaft that wasn't just thick--it curved.
Julio slid his hands up Tim's broad back--grabbing Tim's big shoulders--carving him a brand new asshole.
I myself wasn't uptight about having my own cherry busted by Jerome--I'd been so hot for something that big up my butt, I'd even tried a zucchini one time.
As Jerome tried being delicate about easing his blunt mushroom past my shimmering cocklips, I arched my back and pushed my ass over the whole, blooming head--my body tingling, my balls gathering at the riot of erotic sparks radiating from my spread, willing sphincter.
"Goddamn!--yo's ready, huh?--oh baby, baby--here it comes!" Jerome grabbed my waist and shoved.
"J-Jesus Christ, Julio!"
I stopped Tim's cry with a kiss so deep, my tongue tickled his tonsils. Concerned for the blond bomber, I reached under the water to play with his tits-- felt how turned-on his nipples were--then slid my hand down his flexing abs.
"UHHhhhhhgh!--Julio!--MMMmmmfffgh!" I sucked Tim's tongue like a cock, helping him divert attention away from his ass.
Waves of shivering, erotic warmth hit my balls as Jerome's endless black shaft tunneled up my glowing butt. I couldn't wait til that muscular helmet hit my bung-buzzer--my body trembling over the girth and length of his shaft, my ass pushing into it as Jerome grunted in appreciation.
"Lordy!--yo's no virgin, babycakes!--Shiiiiiit!--take m' Black Badboy!" he smacked my jiggling, muscled cheeks.
My hand slid into Tim's submerged, blond-hairy vee as I sucked his tongue, shocked to discover his leadpipe cock was hard as granite.
He was loving it!--loving the curvy-swollen thickness of Julio's dark chorizo plowing his cherry tunnel. I knew then he needed no babying. The blond, built, Matt Rush lookalike was moaning with pleasure.
"UMMmmmmphhh!" Breath flew out my lungs as Jerome bashed his black battering-ram against my walnut, my cock turning to iron in the cock-caressing water.
"Goddamn, yo's tight--shiiit--"
"You aren't kiddin'!" Julio said, beginning to really give it to Tim. "--my dong's gonna be two inches longer after this!"
Jerome pulled out to his cocklips, then drove back in, his huge balls slapping my ass. "--fo'get cunt, man, huh?--this sho'...unnngh!...nuff... unnngh!...ain't no....umph!...barn door!"
Tim and I had to reach out and cling to the deck as our fuckers moved into high gear. My cock glowed and throbbed, riding up the hot tub wall with each pile-driving assualt.
"Oh Jesus!--harder!--faster!" Tim moaned into the chill night.
The stately pines loomed overhead, the stars twinkling in the purple sky. Steam rose from the tub's surface, groans of lust ringing out into the trees, the river, the Idaho hills.
"Ungh! Ungh! Umph!--Shit!--Damn!" Jerome's huge arms came around me, lifting my whole torso up out of the water, hips pistoning that monster cock into places I never knew I had. He bit my ear, then licked wildly, animalistic grunts filling my head. "Oh Jeeezzusss!--Fuckkkkk!" His hand found my cock, feverishly pumping me--making me shudder-- my head bouncing off his pillowing, flexing back pecs.
Julio reached under Tim's body, somehow managing to swivel him around and raise him high out of the water.
"Oh God--oh God," Tim felt that curvacious, ass-buried rammer rotate inside him til he was saddled against Julio's torso--his arms around Julio's muscular neck--feeling Julio's unshaven, handsome face licking his jostling tits.
"Uh!--Uh!--Uh!--Uh!--Uh!--Uh!" Tim's legs wrapped around Julio's waist as Julio locked his forearms under Tim's big thighs, bouncing him up-and-down on his eight-inch ass-splitter.
"Ohmygod--ohmygod--ohymyGOD!!" I felt my wall of building lust begin to explode as Jerome madly fisted my nerve-studded cock, his own black monster bashing my jizz-trigger, sending me over the brink.
It made my balls snap up--my sphincter clamping over his flexing rod.
"Oh fuck--oh fuck--oh fuckin' fuck-fuck-FUCK!!!" Jerome bured his roasting, ten-inch love muscle nearly up into my throat, his body quaking, his fist squeezing my cock til I almost passed out.
"Take it! Aw, take it ALLLLLLL!!!!" He bit my neck, his hugeness seizing as every muscle in his body doubled in size.
A flood of liquid heat filled my guts, triggering my own release. I stared down at Jerome's black hand wrapped around my pink meat--felt the tidal cumwave pulse up from my balls--saw my cockhead turn mauve, the peehole an astonished 'O' as a pint of pentup, steamy jizz cannonaded out into the cold night air.
Jerome let go as he pumped his load up my ass, my orgasming rod jerking stiffly as it spewed--my tits jogging--my nipples baby cocks, which I roughly pinched, as if they, too, would spurt.
"OHHHH! OHHH! J-J-Julio!" The water sloshed against the tub as Tim bounced on Julio's pile-driver--his beefy arms wrapped around the Brazilian's neck--his legs wrapped around Julio's waist.
"I'm gonna--Oh Jesus!--hang onnnn!" Julio's hairy forearms were locked under Tim's thighs as he waded around, his hips snapping upward in knifing thrusts, his face buried in Tim's jostling tits.
Like a young boy, clinging to his Dad, Tim hung on for dear life-- his wrist-thick cock sandwiched between Julio's hairy pecs.
"AHHHHhghhhh!"
I stared in awed wonder as Tim's head fell back--his spine arching-- his hips jerking up-and-down, fucking the hairy crease between Julio's massive pecs--fucking his bouncing ass on Julio's bung-plowing love muscle.
Tim whimpered--then groaned up at the sky--his mushrrom bulb turning maroon as a glug of steaming cum gushed over Julio's jaw. The bucking, firing tit-fucker jizzed Julio's chest, hot cream flooding the deep, hairy divide, dripping off each erected nipple.
"UHHHHHHhhuugghhhh!" Julio waded around in a rutting stumble, lancing his torched eight-incher deep into Tim's battered ass. His furry butt clenched in one last hunch as his mahogany, Brazilian rod blew a bucket of rich manmilk up Tim's hot love tunnel.
"Yeah!--Fuck!--Jesus!" Jerome pulled his oozing black, Jumbo out of my clenching hole.
"Oh Fuck--oh fuck!!!!" Tim bounced, Julio orgasming in mighty heaves-- the two losing balance and falling sideways into the tub.
A thunderous splash broke over my panting body as I watched Julio gasp for air while still humping Tim's ass--the two locked in an underwater embrace--the scene too raunchy to be believed.
When they finally unlocked, Tim smiled weakly, massaging his re-tooled ass as he waded over to us--his nipples standing out like corks--his muscular belly heaving--his fat cock lolling from his golden bush.
"Jesus Christ!--what a fuck!" Jerome grinned up at Julio as Tim sat heavily down in the water beside me.
The six foot, big-shouldered, hairy-chested stud gave him a brotha' grip, his half-hard dong slapping his hairy thighs.
He waded over to Tim, leaned down and said, "Thanks, baby--You are amazing!"
When Julio stood back up, Tim took hold of Julio's heavy tool, fondling it--staring at Julio's black-hairy crotch and tumescent balls. Lifting the heavy, dark-brown meat, he tenderly kissed and licked the jizzy head.
"It's like it's still inside me," he let it flop back against Julio's hairy bag.
Julio's wide lips broke into a smile. "It's totally all yours, baby-- whenever you want it," he whispered and leaned down to kiss him again.
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