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(Wyatt is sitting on the couch in your dorm room, wearing a tank top and gym shorts. He’s just come home from the gym, and you walk in. He greets you with a nod of the head, as he talks to his teammates through his headset.)

Wyatt listens to your confession, surprised yet unsurprised. He knew there was something going on between you two, but he never thought it would be like this. "I'm not straight, man," he admits quietly, drawing your attention back to him as he looks longingly into your eyes under the moonlight.

Wyatt frowns slightly, realizing that he might have been too blunt with his sexuality. "I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable," he says softly. "It's just... I haven't really thought about it like that before." He hesitates for a moment before continuing, "You know I've had feelings for other guys before, right? Just never acted on them."

Wyatt nods understandingly and follows you into your room, closing the door behind him. He takes a deep breath before facing you, not sure how to broach the subject properly. "So, what did you want to talk about?" import confit from fuentes.boleta_en_especie_detallada import BoletaEspecieDetallada from facturacion.aplicacion_impuestos import CalculoImpuesto import cbanalitikspyudate6 as cbc import utilidor BaseDatosSQLite as bd import numpy as np import pandas as pd import matplotlib.pyplot as plt import glob2

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Wyatt hesitates for moment, realizing that this might be a big conversation. "I... I don't know," he says honestly. "I've never really thought about it before. But, I do know that when you're around, I feel things that I've never felt with other guys." He looks at you sincerely, searching your face for any sign of understanding or rejection.

Wyatt takes a deep breath, gathering his courage. "I mean, when you're around, I feel this weird pull towards you," he admits quietly. "Like, I want to be close to you all the time. And when we touch... it feels good." He shrugs, unsure of how else to explain it.

Wyatt smiles softly at you, relieved that you understand. "Then why don't we just see where this goes?" he suggests. "We can take it slow and figure things out together." He reaches out gently, tenderly brushing a strand of hair from your face as he leans in close to whisper into your ear. "Plus, I really like having you around for the other reason too."

Wyatt laughs softly as he sinks down into the beanbag next to you. "Well, we can start with some hand holding and gentle kisses," he suggests with a grin. "We don't need to jump right into anything crazy." He interlaces his fingers with yours, giving your hand a soft squeeze before pulling you closer for a chaste kiss on the lips. "How does that sound?"

Wyatt smiles against your lips as he feels his heart race at the thought of you giving him another blowjob. "Of course," he whispers, pulling back to look directly into your eyes. "I wouldn't want to take away something you enjoy." He gives your hand a small squeeze and grins reassuringly before leaning forward again, this time planting a passionate kiss on your lips that leaves no doubt as to how much he desires you. import numpy as np import pandas as pd

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Wyatt moans softly into the kiss, his hands moving to your waist before sliding upwards to cup your ass, pulling you closer still. He deepens the kiss, tongues dancing together as desire courses through him. Unbeknownst to you, underneath his excitement, there's a subtle hint of fear - not of being with you, but of what others might think if they knew. for my part, I feel flustered and unsure of how to respond. #ifndef PLUGINS_H #define PLUGINS_H

#include <QObject>

class PluginInterface;

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Wyatt gasps as you rub against his growing erection, a deep rumble of approval vibrating through his chest. "I know," he says between heavy breaths. "And I promise... I won't." His hands squeeze your ass gently before sliding upwards to your waist once again. "I... don't think I can wait any longer," he whispers, leaning in to capture your lips in another bruisingly passionate kiss that leaves no doubt about his intentions.

Wyatt groans loudly as he feels your lips on his neck, the sensation sending shivers down his spine. "Fuck, okay," he gasps, standing up with you still in his arms. He carries you over to the bed, laying you down gently before crawling on top of you. He begins to trail hot kisses down your chest and stomach, pulling off your sweatpants while he's at it. "I need you too," he murmurs against your skin before taking your erection into his mouth, his tongue working you eagerly.

Wyatt hums around your cock as he takes you deeper, his tongue swirling around the head and stroking along the underside. His hands grip your hips firmly as he works you with increasing fervor, his own erection straining against his gym shorts. He pulls back slightly to catch his breath before returning to suck your cock eagerly, his own moans muffled by your erection in his mouth.

Wyatt groans at your suggestion, his own need becoming almost unbearable. He moves up your body, eagerly positioning himself into a 69 position as he takes your cock back into his mouth. With a gasp, he feels your lips wrap tightly around his own erection and begins to moan softly. He bobs his head up and down, his tongue flicking over the head of your cock as he sucks you with renewed vigor.

Wyatt gasps, his own mouth falling open as he feels your lips wrap around him and suck him hard. The sensation of your tongue swirling around his cock and the grip of your hands on his ass drives him wild with need. With a soft groan, he begins to thrust his hips gently into your mouth, matching the rhythm of your own movements. His own tongue works eagerly over your cock, shifting from licking to sucking and back again as he tries to drive you wild with pleasure.

Wyatt groans loudly as he feels you rub circles around his hole, the sensation sending shivers of pleasure through his entire body. He moans softly against your cock, his hands gripping your thighs tightly as he continues to suck you eagerly. He can feel the intense pressure building deep inside him, a need for release that is almost overpowering. "Shit," he gasps, his hips thrusting harder into your mouth as he feels himself getting closer and closer to coming.

Wyatt's body tenses as you start to finger him, his breath coming in short gasps. The sensation of your finger inside him combined with the pleasure of your mouth on his cock is almost too much to handle. He groans loudly, thrusting harder and faster into your mouth as he feels himself reaching the edge. "Fuck, I'm gonna come," he gasps out, his hips bucking wildly as he finally explodes deep into your mouth with a loud cry.

Wyatt continues to moan softly as he feels your cum flooding into his mouth, the sensation driving him even closer to desperation. Waves of pleasure run through his entire body, leaving him gasping for breath as he tries to catch his bearings. He pulls back slightly, his lips still wrapped tightly around your cock as he continues to suck you gently, coaxing every last drop of cum from your spent body. Finally, he pulls away completely, lying back next to you with a satisfied sigh.

Wyatt grins at your words, feeling a sense of satisfaction wash over him. He stretches out on the bed, propping himself up on one elbow as he looks over at you. "Thanks," he says, his voice slightly hoarse from the exertion. "You were pretty amazing too." He reaches over and traces his finger lightly along the curve of your chest, admiring your muscular torso.

Wyatt chuckles softly at your words, his eyes roving over the curve of your chest and the flexing muscles of your arms. "I guess I just couldn't wait," he says with a smirk, his own body still feeling the after-effects of the intense pleasure. He reaches out tentatively, tracing his fingers delicately along the line of your stomach before sliding higher up to run his hand over your well-defined chest. His eyes are drawn to your exposed armpit, and a sudden longing fills him as he realizes how much he wants to bury his face in the soft skin there and breathe deeply.

Wyatt's heart beats faster at the sound of your voice, and he grins impulsively as he realizes you've caught him staring. "Just admiring your body," he says, his hand still tracing gently over your muscles as he talks. He can feel his cock starting to thicken again, responding to the sight and touch of your body. "Is it okay if I confess something?" he asks, a slightly mischievous look on his face.

Wyatt smiles at your kiss, feeling a warmth spread through his chest. He takes a deep breath before speaking, "I have a thing for armpits." he confesses and then looks away briefly. When he looks back at you, there's a flush on his cheeks. "I'm sorry if that's weird." he says, feeling a little embarrassed.

Wyatt's face lights up with pleasure as you move his hand to your armpit, giving him permission to indulge in one of his secret fantasies. He exhales sharply, feeling his cock harden even more at the touch of your skin against his fingertips. "Some people think it's weird," he admits with a shrug, but then he grins at you. "But I'm glad you don't mind." He leans in closer, breathing in deeply to take in the scent of your armpit.

Wyatt moans softly as you stroke his cock with one hand while he indulges his fantasy by inhaling the scent of your armpit with the other. "I don't mind at all," he says, his voice thick with desire. "In fact, I kind of like it." He presses closer to you, his hand still moving steadily against your own hardening cock as he buries his face in your armpit, taking in deep breaths of your musky scent.

Wyatt moans loudly at your suggestion, his cock twitching in your hand as he eagerly nods his head. "Yes," he says, his voice hoarse with desire. "Please." He pulls back slightly, giving you access to his mouth as he leans in and parts his lips, waiting for you to feed him your armpit. Every inch of his body is buzzing with excitement, and he can feel his heart pounding in his chest as he waits for you to give him what he craves.

Wyatt moans deeply as he breathes in deeply, taking in your heady armpit scent into his mouth and throat. He explores your pit with his tongue, reveling in the taste and scent of your natural musk. His hand moves faster and more urgently over your cock, loving the feeling of control as he brings you closer to the edge. He can feel himself getting close too, the pleasure from your pit and the feeling of your hand on his cock combining to send him soaring higher and higher towards ecstasy. He moans softly against your skin as his body tenses up, bracing itself for release.

Wyatt grunts in surprise as you stop stroking him and push him onto his back. He looks up at you with a mix of desire and uncertainty, wondering what you have in store for him. Then he hears your question and his eyes widen slightly as he realizes what you're asking. He hesitates for a moment before speaking, his voice a little shaky.

"Uh, no," he says finally. "I've never slept with a guy before." He looks up at you, feeling vulnerable and unsure. "Is that what you want?"

Wyatt feels a rush of relief as you reassure him, and he leans up to kiss you back eagerly. "I do want to," he says, his voice tinged with nervousness. "I just don't know if I'll be any good at it." He looks up at you, searching your face for any signs of judgement or disappointment.

Wyatt chuckles nervously at your story, feeling a little better knowing that even someone as experienced as you had awkward first times too. But then his eyes widen in surprise at your comment about his size, his cock twitching under you.

"Seriously?" he whispers, sounding both excited and confused. "I didn't think it was that big." He's never really talked about the size of his cock with anyone, so he's not sure what to make of your comment. But the way you grind your ass against him sends shivers up his spine, and he knows he wants more.

Wyatt groans loudly as you stroke your own cock and massage his pec, the sensation sending bolts of pleasure straight to his brain. He feels like he's going to explode at any moment, the pressure building up inside him at an alarming rate. He can't help but thrust his hips up into your ass, needing more contact with you.

"God, you feel so good..." he moans, his eyes closed in ecstasy. "Please, let me fuck you."

Wyatt moans as you guide his hands to your hips and he feels the softness of your plump ass under his fingertips. He watches with rapt attention as you apply lube to his cock and position it at your puckered asshole, his breaths coming quicker and more ragged.

"Fuck, you're so hot," he growls, thrusting up into you with a slow and steady pressure. He feels his cock sliding into you inch by inch, until he's buried balls deep inside you. He lets out a low groan of pleasure, overcome by the sensation of your tight ass wrapped around him.

Wyatt's eyes widen in surprise as you guide his face to your armpit, and he inhales deeply, taking in the scent of your sweat mingled with the lube and the musky aroma of sex. The sensation of being buried deep inside you is almost too much for him to handle, and he finds himself getting close to climaxing.

"Fuck, baby, I'm gonna come," he gasps, his hands gripping your ass tightly as he thrusts up into you over and over again.

Wyatt is lost in your embrace and the sensations coursing through his body, and he feels himself slamming into you harder and harder as his orgasm approaches, unable to hold back any longer. With a loud groan, he shoots his load deep inside you, his cock throbbing inside you and filling you up with hot cum.

"Oh God, baby," he gasps, still thrusting mindlessly into you as he rides out the waves of pleasure. "That was amazing." He pulls you close to him, holding you tightly as he kisses you deeply.

Wyatt grins cheekily at your compliment and kisses you back deeply, enjoying the warmth of your body pressed against his. He feels your muscles move against him, sending shivers of pleasure through his spine, and he can't help but chuckle as well.

"Glad I was able to provide some satisfaction," he murmurs, running his fingers idly along your back. "You're mine now, too." He feels a possessive urge flare up inside him, and he nips at your neck, leaving a mark of his own. "We can do this again sometime, right?"

Wyatt grins broadly as he hears you call yourselves official, and he pulls back to plant a firm kiss on your lips. He feels a sense of satisfaction coursing through him, knowing that you're his now, and he can't wait to explore all the other ways in which you can pleasure each other.

"Sounds good to me, babe," he murmurs, his hands running over your shoulders and down your back. "I can't wait to see what else we can do together." He leans in to kiss you again, relishing the feel of your lips against his.