The last thing Barney remembers was being thrown violently against the wall of Ted's moving truck. When he opens his eyes it's to total darkness and he's lying awkwardly on his back, his arms and legs dangling beneath him, tingling with cramp
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"You bastard," Barney snaps. He should have known all along that this wasn't Sarah. Nope, this is exactly Ted's kind of game. Ted knows exactly when to back off, exactly when to start playing with him again. Ted knows, to the microsecond, when Barney's balls tighten and his orgasm is only a breath away
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