BREEDING MY GRANDSON

By DannyR  (MMM/b, oral, anal, incest, extreme pedo, racial)
Copyright 2006-2012.  All rights reserved

Notes:  Dont forget, guys:  Inquiring authors want to know -- what did you think?  So when youre done, put your fingers to a  dried-off, cleaned-up keyboard and start by typing:  dr_harris_81@hotmail.com.

Disclaimer:  Some folks apparently have trouble distinguishing between fantasy and reality.  This story is a fantasy.  It didn't happen.  Never will.  And anyone who attempts to do in real life all or any of the things depicted in the story needs to be hanged, then drawn and quartered, and then turned over to the law for the harshest penalties the law allows.  Now that we're clear on what's what, and what's not, read on.


BREEDING MY GRANDSON

Part 7.  Acquiring The Nigger Twins

I may have mentioned Jerome, Jr. (Jay) and Jerald, Jeromes identical twin sons by his first marriage.  I thought you might be interested in how I acquired (had) them when they were ten.  My nigger grandson was almost a year old at the time.

It didnt take much effort to get my cock into Jays mouth or up his ten-year-old ass.  Kids as queer as a three dollar bill, as the old saying goes.

Once I knew what Jerome, Sr., had done to my family, I planned on doing the same to his...in fucking spades, as the appropriate saying goes. Besides hiring an extraordinary private investigator to learn everything I could about the family, I enrolled Bobby in the same upscale private boys school that Jay and Jerald went to. Which led to Bobby and Jay playing boy-sex games in the school toilets, and Bobby confiding the secret as much as he loved having Jays bigger-than-normal ten year old cock in Bobbys pussy, Bobby had a man who sexed him regularly and who was even better, way the fuck better, than anything two boys could do together.

Enter grampa and his big old white grampa dick...into the Bobby-Jay sex picture, into Jays eager born to be a slut mouth, and finally into his tight ten year old virgin pussy.

No question Jays boy cunt was virgin when I got it.  He was a pretty damned good cocksucker, just never had a man fuck his mouth before.  Nobodyd fingerfucked him while sucking his boy meat, either.  He cooperated, too, in getting his cherry busted.  Threw his legs in the air, held em wide and begged me to fuck him, to breed his nigger bitch ass.  I mustve blinked because he said hed heard his dad saying that to his stepmother, and he figured saying it might turn on an old white man getting his first black boy pussy.  At that point, Jay had no idea Id already had nigger kid cunt. But he was sure the fuck right about the turn on.

The only thing was, I dont think hed figured on my staying power that first time.  Maybe some day Ill need those blue pills, but not right now, especially not with the kind of sex Im getting.  He had four dry cums the first half hour, another three in the second, and passed out during the ninth, while I was filling his ass with cum.

Jerald was different.  It took a little while for him to realize his place in life.  But Carlos and his younger brother Tony were great teachers.  It took only two slaps and a back hand to educate him on the no teeth, no biting rules of cocksucking.  Well, that and having that curved spic dick down in his throat so far he either submitted or choked to death.  Obviously, he couldnt take the whole cock the first time out, but Ive arranged for him to have lots of practice since that first time.  I especially like it when Jerald is made to sneak out of school at lunch so he can go to the boiler room of an old building a block away from his school, strip, carefully fold his clothes and put them out of the way on a table, and then get on his knees to service Carlos, or Tony, or whoever of their friends they bring along.  Sometimes theyll blindfold him and then I use his now very skilled mouth, or talented boy twat.

Carlos and Tony enjoyed their first time with Jerald, of course.  Carlos had seen pictures of the twins while visiting Jeromes office on the numerous occasions hed been there over the years what with all the times hes been arrested, but hed never been interested in young boys until the bathroom rape with my son and grandson.  Turned out hed been doing a lot of jacking to the image of him being in Jeromes place in that toilet, with Carlos punch fucking white boy pussy.  So when I offered Jeralds cherry to him, he had numerous reasons to be indebted to me.  I was providing him with his first boy, with a chance for more.  The boy was a virgin, and the pice de resistance (not that Carlos would have recognized the phrase) was the fact the virgin boy pussy was Jeromes son.

Jerome wasnt popular with his clients; he treated them like trash.  Of course, thats precisely what they were, but he went out of his way to make them feel how far below him they were in the pecking order.  Very arrogant, our Jerome.  Jerald took after his daddy.  Hed been blackmailing Jay about being queer and sucking the neighborhood boys, and using the threat of telling all that to their righteous, conservative Republican, fag-hating father to get a great deal from Jay.  Let me give you a small example.  The Statlers live in a large home with an enormous front and back yard.  Since Jerome was raising his children to have the right family values, the twins had the responsibility of mowing the lawn...a long and exhausting job for two ten year old boys. Even more so when it was just one.  Jay would have to pretend to be Jerald, fresh and eager to do his share of the yard work, go outside, mow his half, come back in, shower, and then be himself, already worn out but having to pretend he wasnt and coming across as sullen and resentful in contrast to his eager brother, as he went out to finish the mowing.

I didnt learn all this right away, but during Jays second fuck, when I broached the idea of using his brothers pussy, too, I got the gist of it.  Of course, I could have stopped there...one grandson fucked by Jerome, one son fucked by me...but I preferred winning to tying.  The boys had absolutely no idea what their father was really like, and I decided to keep it that way, at least for a while.  I agreed with Jay that we had to keep our fucking and sucking a deep secret from his dad.  Jay had a kind of forlorn wish that he could somehow get back at Jerald (a name that was never shortened) and get out from under his thumb, but knew that if his brother got the smallest hint that Jay was even more sexually active than he already knew, and with a white man old enough to be his grandfather...just barely, goddamn it...he was screwed even worse.

Naturally, Jays troubles made everything even more enjoyable for me.  While Jerome was using Alan, Diane, Bobby and Amy frequently, taking delight in not only humiliating Alan in front of his wife and children, but making subtle comments that showed he viewed himself as the one really in charge, since I was helpless to stop the abuse of my family, the stupid bastard never knew I was fucking his wife, fucking his older son, and making plans to rape his younger son.  Or rather, have his younger son raped.  Or rather, what the fuck!...both.

Enter Carlos, after some investigation, discussion and money changing hands.  Enter Tony.  A more successful spic thug than his older brother, since hed never been caught and never needed Jeromes services.  But more than happy to do his older bro a favor.  He even made a believable pretense of being shocked at the idea of having sex with an ten-year-old boy.  We all have our secrets.  One of Tonys best-kept ones was that hed been a pedophile since right around his twelfth birthday, when he made a six-year old give up his lunch money, his mouth and his ass, and then keep silent about it.

My investigator, hired in part because when he was bought he stayed bought, and in part because I had something on him he really didnt want made public (the big muscle stud p.i. who came buckets when he had horse dick in his cunt), while checking up on Tony, noticed a teen who tended to follow him around as much as possible, and every so often theyd discreetly disappear but never in circumstances where it was obvious they were disappearing together. Which resulted in unusually high quality photos of Tony in a toilet stall fucking the deliriously happy sixteen year old.  Who was eventually persuaded by a combination of booze, drugs, and the p.i.s thick dick in the teens pussy, to tell all.

Fast forward to the warehouse.

I was watching in the shadows as Jerald got his first training in being a cocksucker.  Jacking, of course, as I watched.  I spurted precum when the boy got backhanded.  Almost came when he was choking and gagging on that thick piece of meat curving into his throat.  Got even closer to spewing when Carlos pulled it out and Jerald started crying and begging. Closer yet when Carlos held the boys head in place...not that the boy could go anywhere since he was tied to a chair...and fucked his beautiful young face.  Came and came big when Carlos rammed at least half his meat into the boys mouth and throat, his ass cheeks clenching and unclenching as he pumped spooge into the boys gut, holding him motionless, telling the young kid in a cold voice to breathe or die, didnt fucking matter to him.

I didnt have a chance to go soft when Tony stepped up for his turn.  No curve to this cock.  Long and straight out of his jeans, thick, cut, large hairy balls hanging out, too.  Tony gently wiped the tears away with his thumbs, tilted the boys head up, and apologized for the way his friend had treated him.  I almost burst out laughing.  Good rapist-bad rapist?  Christ!  But still, Tony told the boy, he didnt want to be a rapist, well, he would if he had to, but itd be so much nicer, so much easier if the boy would just ask him, real polite, to fuck his face, why then, they could get all this over with, and Jerald could go back home.  He told the boy to look at his cock, how horny he was, how bad he was leaking.  Jerald was male, he could understand that when you needed to cum, you needed to cum.  Just one more blowjob and then his friend had promised the boy could go home.  Besides, he didnt know what they looked like, what with the masks, so they could get their rocks off with him, and then let him go.  Just five little words, he told the boy, five little words, Please, sir, fuck my face, that was all that was standing between him and home.

Damn he was good.  If I was ten, tied up, scared, freshly mouth raped, Id have believed him too, I think.

P...please, sir, fuck my face.

Poor kid.  A queer for a brother, and not only was he too dumb to take advantage of it for sex, but too dumb to get himself educated.  To learn the important things in life, such as the significant difference between giving someone a blowjob and getting face fucked.  Too late now.  Hed have to learn by doing.  And the brothers were in no mood for blowjobs.  They wanted face fucking.  Carlos had already had his.  It was Tonys turn now.

He started it nice and easy, still gentle, letting the boy get accustomed to the wider girth of Tonys prick, moving in and out at a slow and steady pace that the boy could handle, not easily, of course, since he was still a novice, but nothing too alarming.  If it had been music it would have been a quiet piece with strings, probably called Prelude to a Fucked Face.

Tony pulled his dick out of the boys mouth, and I could see it wet and shiny in the overhead light.  He rubbed a thumb over the boys puffy lips.  He told the boy he was practically home, reminded the kid of his friends promise, told him how his dick was aching to cum in his sweet mouth, told him how he didnt want to be a rapist like his friend but he was so turned on by how hot and tight the boys lips and mouth and throat were, so would he tell him, just to be sure, what he wanted?  And the boy eagerly said, Oh, please, sir, fuck my face.

Sure, kid, whatever you want, Tony said.

And then Jerald acquired new knowledge to go along with the early stages of his new skill set.

Tony fucked the ten-year-olds face.  Ruthlessly.  Perhaps not as viciously as Carlos had done, but the difference was only in degree, not kind.  I could not believe how turned on I was by a big-cocked spic thug mouth raping a snooty nigger lawyers snooty young son.  I stroked my own meat in time to Tonys thrusts, but paused every so often so I wouldnt cum again too soon.  And in fairly short order, Tony was filling the boys bruised and battered mouth with another load of Latino scum.

When he was done and his meat out of the boys mouth, the kid whispered a plea to go home.  Tony used one finger to tilt the boys head up.  Ask my friend.

Jerald looked at the masked, now naked thug with the huge curved cock, and the boy was bright enough to know he wasnt going anywhere, not right then, perhaps never, but he had enough guts to ask again to go home.  Carlos shook his head, said Not a fuckin chance, kid, and stepped closer to the boy still neatly tied in the chair.

Sorry, kid, said Tony.  I keep forgetting what a fucking liar my friend is.

The boy slumped as much as the ropes would let him.

Slumped again and almost fell out of the chair when Tony stepped behind the chair and used a knife to slice the ropes.  Carlos caught him, straightened him up, held onto his shoulders.  Yknow, kid, if your other hole is as good as the one we just fucked, maybe I will let you go back to mommy and daddy.

Never thought Id see the day a nigger turned white, but you could tell his body was doing its damnedest.  Poor ten year old was terrified.  Christ, what a sick fucking turn on that was.  And then he began crying and begging, which only got me stroking my dick a little faster, until I focused away from the fuck pics in my head and onto what he was saying.

The goddamned little shit bastard motherfucker.

Please, oh god, please dont hurt me, dont fuck me.  Please, please, please, look, my brother is queer, hes a fucking faggot, looks just like me, sucks and fucks all the time, hed like you to fuck him, just take him, fuck his holes, I can tell you where to find him....

Jay started to launch himself from the chair next to mine, too furious to speak, thank God, but I managed to grab him, yank him back and onto my lap, and clamp my hand over his mouth.  Keep your fucking mouth shut, you little nigger fuck! I told him in a harsh whisper.  Carlos and Tony arent going to pay any attention, except probably to make it a harder fuck than it might have been.  Theyre close brothers, real goddamned close, and neither one has ever ratted the other out, though Carlos could have sold what he knew about Tony for a lighter sentence last time.  Now, you going to keep your mouth shut and get off on whats about to happen?

He nodded and I let go of his mouth.  His face was so full of pain and rage, but mostly pain, his eyes filling with tears.  I pulled his face to mine, kissed him gently, tried to comfort him for his brothers betrayal.  But he wanted, needed, a different kind of comfort.  Without breaking the kiss he managed to squirm off my lap, straddle my legs, and get my cock lined up with his already-lubed hole.  He slid his cunt down to my hairy belly, fast and hard, gasping in my mouth from the sudden shock since he hadnt bothered to let his hole get used to my dick first, and then he began rising and falling, and I helped him out with a tongue-fucking kiss, and working his tits, and we probably would have forgotten everything else going on in the warehouse if it hadnt been for the howl.

Jeralds howl.  Loud and echoing through the building.  The kind of scream that would normally have brought the security guard running, but of course he didnt.  Id already bribed him to ignore whatever he saw and heard that night, and he figured fucking the ten year old nigger pussy boy now mounted on my meat was more than enough payment for such a small favor.  His cum was the lube that allowed my cock to slide into Jays ass so easily.  Jay looked over his shoulder, kind of twisted a bit so I could see too, and smiled.  It wasnt a nice smile.  Entirely understandable, though.

Jerald was down on all fours, weight on his forearms, his ass thrust up, his tear-streaked face turned toward us, or rather, toward the shadows where we fucked and watched. Tonys massive weight held the kids shoulders down.  Jerald wasnt screaming just then.  Hell, that scream was so raw Id be surprised if his vocal cords would let him make a sound for a week.  It had been the kind of scream only a virgin boy could make when the first five inches of a thick donkey dick were rammed into his hole.

I could see how Carlos meat glistened, so I knew hed lubed himself.  I think he probably would have lubed Jeralds hole, maybe even given him an opportunity to adjust, a few inches at a time, if it hadnt been for the offer to turn his brother over to his rapists, so he could keep his asshole virginity. As Carlos confirmed later, when I was paying them, though, really, as much fun as they had the cash should have been going in the other direction, he had no patience with and even less liking for a brother whod betray his own.

Maybe all the cum hed just swallowed moistened Jeralds vocal cords. They worked, after all.  Very well.  The scream when Carlos punched the rest of his cock into Jeralds hole was louder than the first one, more agonized.  Christ, it almost made me cum up Jays pussy.  Carlos pulled his cock all the way out and Jerald gasped, maybe he even thought it was over.  Stupid shit.  Carlos slammed back in, getting another satisfying howl out of the butt-raped young boy.  And then Carlos really got to work.  The filth that spewed from his mouth degraded the young boy, slicing away at his self-esteem as the screams of pain subsided into howls subsided into whimpers, as the boys voice finally faded into silence and tears when all his pleading not to be raped, not to be turned into a fag, got him nothing but a harder rape.  Finally the boy just knelt there, his well-fucked pussy in the air, so that Tony didnt have to hold him down any more.  Carlos finally decided he needed to cum and started rabbit-fucking the kid.

I couldnt match Carlos speed, especially not with Jay straddling my legs as I kind of slumped in an uncomfortable wooden chair.  Fuck, it wasnt like Id known I was going to have my cock up ten-year-old nigger boy cunt while we watched his brother being raped, or Id have made sure there was something more comfortable available.  But fuck, I did my best.  Jay with his writhing, shivering dry cum (and my hand clamped over his mouth to cover his screams) and me with my thick spooge filling his cunt arrived at the peak just before Carlos.

When Carlos was done he slumped over the well-fucked little bastard, palms on the floor to take his weight.  Bracing himself, he reached under Jeralds belly and found a mostly-limp cock.  Still with his meat buried deep, Carlos leaned back on his haunches, pulling Jerald up with him, knowing that Jay and I could see, and began stroking Jeralds dick.  Jerald whined, whimpered, begged him not to, but his cock got hard anyway.  Carlos threw a triumphant grin towards my shadows.

Then he shoved the kid roughly forward and yanked his cock out of the boys hole.  Another yelp and then silence as the boy knelt on all fours, head down, panting from his rape, cum oozing from his filled hole.  Your turn with the cunt, pal, he said to Tony.  As he stood up he stroked his cock from belly to head, gathering up the remains of ass juices and cum and flicked them onto Jeralds back, and then proceeded to wipe his hand clean there as well.  The boy flinched as if it had been drops of hot wax.

And then Tony did it to the dumb shit kid again.

Spoke softly to him.  Caressed his back and sides and butt.  Played gently with his gaping pussy.  Stroked his cock; fondled his balls.  Told him how brave hed really been; that he shouldnt be ashamed of screaming and begging when he was getting raped, that most men did that.  Told him how sorry he was that this had had to happen.  How it was really all his fault that he was so beautiful that men just wanted to grab him and fuck him in every possible way in all his holes. That he should understand he hadnt given Tony a choice, Tony had to have his hot boy hole.  That if he could just have Jeralds little boy cunt theyd be done with him; theyd let him go.  Oh, sure, sure, Carlos had lied before, but that was Carlos, not Tony.  And Jerald, well, Jerald was just making Tony do this, so if Jerald could just admit that, could just tell Tony so, well, then, it would all be over soon.

Jerald looked up at him, tears streaming down his face.  R...really?

Tony wiped away some of the tears with his fingers.  Sure, kid.  So.  What do you say?

P...please, sir, fuck my...my butt.

Tonys voice stayed soft and mostly kindly, but with just the faintest edge to it.  Now, boy, youre smart, you know better.  Before my friend finished with you, you had a butt and a hole that was used for pumping out turds.  But that isnt what you have now, is it?

N...no, sir.

What do you have?

A...pussy.

What kind of a pussy?

Oh, please, sir, please....

What kind of a pussy, Jerald?

A boy pussy.

And what do boy pussies need?

A...a pe...  he flinched at what he apparently saw in Tonys face, and shifted.  A cock.

Tony stroked his head, his nappy hair, his face.  Fine, boy, fine.  Now do you have something to say to me?

There was a long silence I more than half expected Tony to break, viciously, but he was remarkably patient.  And got his reward.

P...please, sir, rape my boy pussy.

Very good, boy.  And whose fault is it that youre getting raped today?

The boy was crying now, steadily.  Mine, sir.

Now I need to hear you tell me what you want just once more, boy.  So I dont make any mistakes.  Nice and loud and clear.

Please, sir, rape my boy pussy, said Jerald, his voice indeed loud and clear and echoing in the warehouse.

Since you asked so nicely....

The second rape was as brutal as the first.  And all it did was turn Jay and me on yet again.  Jay got off me, turned around, straddled me again and sank my renewed hardon into his cum-lubed boy hole.  Considerate nigger fuck.  Now both of us could watch and Jay could jack and I could twist and hurt, just a little, his boy tits, which got Jay all the hotter.

While not as long as his brothers, Tonys cock was definitely much thicker and spread the boys cunt far wider than it had been before. He also didnt bother with spit or other lubes, just rammed his meat in and started fucking.  Jeralds screams were not as loud as the first time, well, after all, his little pussy was somewhat used to being raped by that point, but enough to be highly arousing to all of us watching.  No pleading this time, considering what hed been promised.  Just grim determination to hang on, get raped, and finally be allowed to go home.  The determination that got a little frayed around the edges when the rape went on and on and on, since Tony obviously had a great deal of staying power.  But it was finally over when Tony unloaded his slime into the boys cunt.  Or almost so.  Before it was really over, Tony jammed his slimy dick down the boys throat and got it cleaned.

The boy looked so forlorn, still on all fours, puppy style, too young, really, for getting fucked, raped, doggy style.  And then he looked up at Tonys masked face, the boys eyes shining just a little, not with tears, but with joy, only a little bit, but there.  Please, sir?

Let you go home?

The boy nodded.

Sure, boy, when were done with you.

But you said....

Tony laughed.  Loud.  Cruel.  Oh, shit, kid, did I forget to tell ya?  Well, damn, nigger boy, Im a fucking liar, too.

I think that was the moment that Jerald broke.

He certainly didnt object, or say anything during the next four rapes.  Carlos raped his mouth and ass again.  Tony raped Jeralds cunt twice.  When they were finally all fucked out, as agreed, they blindfolded the boy carefully as he lay there, face down on the floor.  Naked from the waist down, Jay and I padded quietly to Jerald.

I knew Jay wanted to repay Jerald personally for the blackmail and the cruelty, but Id finally made him understand that even in his present condition, Jay was clearly going to be able to tell the difference between the man cock that had been raping him, and a boy dick.  I was fairly sure hed be able to tell it was a new mans cock, his third, when I got mine into him.  But then, what the fuck.  He wouldnt know who it was.

I knelt behind him, straddling his calves.  Damn, but that raw, puffy, gaping pussy was horny making, especially with four loads of cum pumped inside and leaking out.

Tony nudged the boy with his toe.  Kid, theres another man here who wants your cunt.

Wearily, his body trembling with fear and fatigue, the boy managed to get on his hands and knees, and then slumped down to rest his forearms on the floor.  I ran my finger around the pussy edges, picking up some of the cum, put it into my mouth to sample.  Jesus, but I was so hard I was hurting.  And all because I was about to fuck, no, rape the boy twat of an arrogant, snobbish, self-righteous nigger boy who was willing to sell his brother to save himself, and had been raped into a submissive cum dump.  I lined up my cock with his cunt, grabbed his hips and pulled him back into me.

It was a loose and sloppy fuck, since his pussy had been so well opened and their dicks are far larger than mine. But a fuck I enjoyed very much, though I didnt last very long.  Hell, I didnt need to.  It was the idea of the thing that was even more of a turn on.  I was fucking Jeromes proud-ass young son, and he didnt know.  Never would, either, until I finally I told him.  I came inside the boy pussy just about the time Jay came from being ass fucked by Tony and sucked off by Carlos.

We moved back into the shadows while Carlos and Tony made the naked, shivering, dominated little boy stand in a large bucket while they poured water over him from jugs theyd brought in, letting him wipe the cum and sweat and juices off himself; then dried him with rough motel towels, laughing crudely when he whimpered as the towel went over and over his raw little hole.  They let him get dressed until, except for his eyes, he was the same boy hed been only a few hours earlier.

Then they quietly explained the facts of life.  Like the recording that had been made of everything that had happened in the warehouse.  Like the editing that would be done to prominently feature little Jerald begging to have his face fucked and his ass raped.  Like the damage that would be done to his fathers career and image and prestige, how fucking humiliated his father would be, how much hed suffer if word ever got out that his little boy was a fucked up slut punk who liked playing sex games with older men.  Like the possibility that if he went to the cops or told anyone, well, his dad just might wind up dead.

They didnt worry about the boy knowing the make and model of the van they used to drop him off near his school.  It was stolen and headed for the chop shop as soon as the boy was gone.

I think Jay managed to last almost three weeks before he said to his brother one afternoon in their bedroom, P...please, sir, rape my boy pussy.  Jay told me that Jerald once again did that trying to be as white as a Klan sheet.  Jay told his brother that someone had given him a porn DVD, he didnt know who, just some spic on the street after school, and hed watched it, of course.  He was naturally shocked to find out what a slut his brother was, though of course hed used a hammer to smash the DVD into little bits and put the pieces in a dumpster, so Dad would never find out.  Jerald was so grateful he didnt object, well, not much, to Jay fucking his pussy, and then sucking Jay off for a second cum.

Id say poor Jerald but he was just as much a slut as his brother, only so very fucking submissive when he was being sexed.  Jay was a voracious queer; he would eagerly have jumped at the chance to have Jerald fuck his face or his ass, but he soon found out that Jerald had a difficult time getting hard if the idea was for him to fuck.  Oh, he had no trouble at all getting stiff if he was being used, but it was almost impossible any other time.  Jay being the kind brother he was decided to help Jerald.

Jay naturally knew about the boiler room where Jerald was servicing Carlos and Tony and some of their thug friends, so he pretended to follow Jerald when he skipped lunch one day, and thats how he discovered Carlos and Tony.  Jerald was ready to die of humiliation, but suicide by embarrassment just wasnt going to work.  So Jay introduced Jerald to the world of cruising parks and public toilets.  Besides the men who were ready to fuck and suck Jay at the slightest indication of interest, or have him do the same to them, it turned out there were countless men, all races, ages, heights, weight, dick sizes, temperaments, who were just so fucking eager to help Jerald in his plight and fuck his face and fuck his bottom until he got the hardon and cum he deserved.  And because of my desire to help the young boy with his medical problem, I made sure to be in the boiler room, or somewhere else that Jerald could be blindfolded, at least once a week to pound his ass hard and make him cum.

I fucking like it when my plans work, and work so fucking well.

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