Preston Shows Gang He's Hard As Nails - Robbie Webb - ebook
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Preston has no fear. He loves walking through rough council estates checking out all the fit lads and showing how hard he is. All characters and terms including 'boy' 'lad' and 'girl' refer to people age 18 and over. This book contains explicit sexual material and is for adults only.

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PRESTON SHOWS GANG HE’S HARD AS NAILS

Robbie Webb

© 2018 Robbie Webb

First Edition

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Cover Image © Dimitriy Shironosov/123rf.com

Adapted from a story from the book QUEER QUICKIES Vol 1

This story is not attributed to the cover model. The cover is an illustration for viewing only and there is no association with the model and the story.

All characters and terms including ‘boy’ ‘lad’ and ‘girl’ refer to people age 18 and over.

Preston loved walking through rough council estates checking out all the fit lads. The rougher the estate and the rougher the scallies looked, the better. He would check them all out and he’d fantasize about putting his hand down their trackies, having a good mess about with their big fat scally dicks and their sweaty balls, all those dirty sweaty fit 18-year-old scally boys.

He had no fear did Preston. He knew he was taking a risk walking through those rough council estates all by himself. They don’t like strangers appearing, those scallies. It’s like that scene from American Werewolf In London where the two Americans walk into The Slaughtered Lamb