Rossi, Cesar Rose, Giorgio Angelo and the CameramanI’m losing control. Or maybe I’ve already lost it. Ever since I fucked my nephew on camera, countless of boys have come and gone. They enter my home and use me for their perverted games. And then they leave. Usually with my money, or with pictures on their phones. They used to wait for me to pay them a little something. Now they just grab my wallet and take what they want. Street urchins. That’s what they are. And not one of them with scruples. Don’t they know I’m a man of the cloth? But as my nephew now never tires of reminding me, it’s in my nature to let “help” the slender young boys he brings to me. They’re so young, so innocent. They look so vulnerable. And then they get naked and stand before me. Hard. Hung.
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