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based on any actual events.



Sexual Development: Chapter 7 - Mutual Mensuration
by
Gymnopedies



Daniel and Jason found themselves the centre of attention on Monday
afternoon, as curious classmates attempted to find out what had
happened during their session with the doctor that morning. Two of the
boys in their class, Dean Williams and Trevor Spencer, were partnering
each other in the study and had been given an appointment for Wednesday
afternoon, so they were of course especially interested to find out
about what they could expect. Jason remained stubbornly close-mouthed
about the whole thing, and so it was left to Daniel to try to field the
flood of questions. If it had just been Dean and Trevor, Daniel might
have been a little more forthcoming, but many of the questions came
from girls, and there was no way that he was going to go into detail in
front of girls.

"Did you have to get totally naked?" Karen Meggison asked, a gleam in
her eyes as her gaze passed up and down Daniel's body, obviously
mentally undressing him.

"'Course they did," Joanne Lawless replied, jumping in before Daniel
even had a chance to open his mouth. "I wish I could have been there to
see it."

"You would have needed a magnifying glass to see anything, at least as
far as Middleton is concerned," laughed Simon McBride. "He hasn't
exactly got much to see."

"Listen to super stud McBride," said Daniel, quickly jumping to his
friend's defence. "I hear your date with Jennifer Harris didn't work
out too well."

"Shut it, Marshall," Simon snarled. "You don't know anything."

"Why, what happened?" Karen asked Daniel, suddenly very interested in
picking up the latest gossip. It was well known throughout the class
that Simon had been chasing Jennifer, a girl two years older than
himself. Most of his classmates thought he stood no chance at all with
her.

Ignoring Simon's scowling and the threatening way that the boy was
shaking his head, Daniel told everyone what he had heard. "Jennifer is
spreading it around that she only agreed to go out with him because one
of her friends made a bet with her that she wouldn't. She says that
they were kissing and she put her hand on the front of his trousers and
he shot his load in his pants."

Simon's shouts of denial were drowned out by the laughter of the
surrounding teenagers.

With a sigh, Daniel slipped away from the group, relieved that
attention was now focussed on someone else, at least for the moment. He
walked up to Jason who had been standing off to one side, leaning on a
desk.

"I wish you wouldn't keep doing that," said Jason, grumpily.

"What?"

"Rushing in to stick up for me whenever anyone says anything. I can
fight my own battles."

The boy's attitude took Daniel by surprise. "I'm sorry," he said,
unsure what else he could say.

"Yeah, well, just don't do it, OK?" Jason snapped. He got up and walked
away.

The rest of the afternoon seemed to drag by for Daniel. He and Jason
spoke to each other only when it was strictly necessary, even though
they were sitting next to each other during most lessons. On a brighter
note, the questioning had finally come to an abrupt end when he had
lost his temper and snapped at a couple of girls who, between fits of
uncontrollable giggling, had been demanding to know if the doctor had
made them cum. After that it seemed most people avoided him.

The end of the day finally arrived. Daniel badly wanted to make up with
Jason and had decided that the ideal time to do it would be as they
walked home together. At least then they would be able to talk without
anyone else around to make stupid comments. He packed his books into
his bag and turned to see if his friend was ready, only to see Jason's
back disappearing out of the door. "Aw, screw him," he muttered to
himself, kicking a chair out of the way. If that's how Jason wanted to
play it.

**********

It felt like a lead weight had settled in Daniel's chest. He'd picked
at his evening meal, not having any appetite at all, and had then gone
up to his room, telling his mother that he was going to do some
homework. However, unable to concentrate, he quickly gave up on even
the pretence of working and lay on his back on the bed, staring blindly
at the ceiling. He hated it when he and Jason had a falling out. It
didn't happen very often, and when it did it was always over something
trivial. It was also always over pretty quickly; in no time at all they
were friends again. He was sure that tomorrow they would make up and it
would be as if nothing had happened. But somehow that didn't help the
way that he was feeling at the moment: angry and hurt and guilty all at
the same time.

He heard the telephone ring, twice, and then it stopped. His mother
must have answered it. There was a short pause and then her voice came
up the stairs.

"Daniel? Telephone."

He knew immediately that it was Jason. As he sauntered down the stairs,
deliberately making the boy wait, he decided to play things cool. Part
of him wanted to make up, but part of him was still angry with Jason
for the way that he had acted earlier. "Yeah?" he said, coldly as he
picked up the phone.

There was a pause at the other end. Then, "Daniel, it's me."

At the sound of Jason's soft, slightly nervous voice, Daniel's
intentions of playing things cool went straight out of the window. He
just wanted things to be right between the two of them. "I'm sorry
about earlier," he said, quickly. "I didn't even realise I was jumping
in like that."

"No, it's OK. I was fed up with people making jokes about me all the
time. I shouldn't have taken it out on you."

"Hey, just so long as you're not really mad at me."

They were friends again, as easy as that. For the next ten minutes or
so they talked about nothing in particular, yet still managed to find
most of it amusing.

"So when are we going to do this measuring?" Daniel asked, during a
break in the conversation. "We need to keep on top of it if we're gonna
win you that computer."

For a long moment there was silence on the other end of the line.
"Yeah, I suppose," Jason replied, not exactly sounding eager. "We have
to do two a week."

"At least," said Daniel. "He said that was the minimum. We should
probably do it more often than that if we want to win."

"Yeah, OK. How about tomorrow night?"

"Fine with me. Where should we do it?"

"Your house would probably be better. If we do it here and the runt
gets to know, he'll find some excuse to come bursting in while we're
doing it."

"OK." It was actually much better than OK. The thought that he was
going to have Jason naked in his bedroom made Daniel's head spin. "Come
round after tea tomorrow and we'll give it a go. I have all the stuff
in my schoolbag, so I'll get that chart put up on the wall ready."

"Yeah. Oh, I have a message for you from the runt. He says to tell you
that him and Billy have to go see the doctor on Thursday morning. He
also said that he would be going to Billy's house on Saturday as usual.
Can't imagine why he thought you'd be interested in that, but I said
I'd tell you just to keep the little twerp quiet."

Daniel's stomach lurched and he suddenly felt sick. He was going to
have those two brats poking and probing at his body again and this time
it would be even worse. He was probably going to have to let them jerk
him off and even put their fingers in his arse. Surely they wouldn't
want to do that? No, he decided, he was probably pretty safe there. Not
even those two would want to actually poke around in another boy's arse-
hole.

"Daniel? You still there?" Jason's voice came through the phone.

"Yeah, er, sorry, Mum was talking to me."

"Oh, for a second I thought we'd been cut off. I need to go anyway, Dad
wants the phone. See you tomorrow."

"Yeah, bye." Daniel replaced the phone handset and returned to his
room, feeling, if anything, worse than he had earlier.

**********

Tuesday was a fairly normal day: the lessons were boring, the teachers
were grumpy. Other than Daniel asking if everything was still OK for
that evening and Jason saying yes, the boys avoided the subject of
their upcoming measuring session. One good thing was that Jason
appeared much happier than he'd been the previous afternoon, not even
letting a "pencil dick" jibe from Simon McBride get to him, and the
boy's good mood began to rub off on Daniel who decided that he would
put off worrying about Saturday until it actually arrived. After
school, the boys walked home together, and when it came time to go
their separate ways, Jason said simply "See you at around six."

**********

"You OK, Daniel?" the boy's mother asked during their evening meal.
"You only played with your food yesterday and you're not eating much of
it today. I hope you aren't coming down with something."

"No, I'm OK, really," Daniel replied, immediately making more of an
effort with his food so as not to give his mother an excuse for more
questioning. Then a thought occurred to him. His mother rarely came
into his bedroom when he was in there, and never without knocking
first, but just suppose she happened to come up tonight while he and
Jason were both undressed. That would take some explaining. He decided
this was a situation best avoided. "Mum, you're not going out tonight
are you?"

"No, I don't think so. Why?"

"Oh, I just wondered."

His mother gave him a suspicious look. "What have you got planned?
Obviously something you don't want me to know about. That must be why
you've been acting so nervous."

Blushing, Daniel decided the easiest thing would be to tell her the
truth. "It's nothing like that," he said, putting emphasis on the word
"that" even though he wasn't entirely sure what "that" was. "It's this
development study thing you signed me up for at school. Me and Jason
are partnering each other and one of the things we have to do is
measure each other every couple of days."

"Well, I assume you'll do that in your bedroom. So why do I need to be
out of the house?"

"You don't. It's just that for some of the measurements we need to sort
of get undressed and I didn't want you accidentally coming into my room
while we were doing it."

"Oh, I see." Daniel's mother gave a laugh. "You're going to be
measuring your private bits. Don't worry, I'll be sure to stay down
here out of the way until you let me know it's safe. Just make sure you
stick to measuring though and don't get carried away. I know what
teenaged boys are like. If you make a mess on those bedclothes you'll
be washing them yourself."

"Mum!" Daniel felt his face turn crimson.

For the rest of the meal, the boy avoided looking at his mother, who
obviously seemed to find his embarrassment amusing. As soon as he
thought he'd eaten enough to keep her happy he pushed his plate aside
and explained that he was going up to his room to get things ready.

The first job was to take a shower; he didn't want to be all sweaty and
smelly, especially considering where Jason would be touching him. The
shower was quick but thorough and he made sure that he washed in all of
his little nooks and crannies. As he soaped his dick he found himself
starting to get hard and for a moment he considered jerking off, but
decided against it, even though resisting the impulse to rub himself
took a fair amount of effort. After drying off he pulled on some clean
clothes and then glanced around the room. It wasn't exactly tidy, but
it would do. Gathering up his discarded clothing, he headed downstairs
to the laundry basket in the kitchen. He was just about to set off back
up the stairs when the sound of the doorbell caused his heart to jump
and his stomach to flip over. Why was he so damn nervous? He knew the
answer to that one. Trying to calm himself, he opened the front door.

"Hi," said Jason. "Sorry I'm a bit early but I had to get out of the
house before the runt drove me nuts." He stepped into the hallway.
"He's heard about the measuring from someone and guessed that was why I
was coming over here. He's never shut up making smart comments from the
moment he walked in from school."

"Oh, well, I guess he was bound to hear about it eventually. I would
think almost everyone in the school knows by now. Besides, he'll have
to do the same things himself after Thursday." Daniel closed the door.

"Yeah, but the difference is, he's actually going to enjoy it. Him and
his queer little friend are really going to get off on playing with
each other's dicks."

Daniel suppressed a sigh. He really wished Jason wouldn't say things
like that. "C'mon, let's go upstairs," he said, leading the way.

As they passed the lounge door they heard Daniel's mother call out
above the noise from the TV. "Hi, Jason. You boys have fun up there,
but make sure you concentrate on what you should be doing."

"What does she mean?" asked Jason, following the other boy up the
stairs.

"Oh, nothing. Take no notice of her."

"You've told her, haven't you?" said Jason after a second. "You've told
her about the measuring."

"I had to," Daniel explained. "Unless you want her walking in on us
while we have our clothes off."

"You sure she won't anyway?"

"Don't worry. She loves to embarrass the hell out of me, but she's
pretty cool really. She's always given me my own space when I've wanted
it. I think we're safe." By this time they were in Daniel's room with
the door safely closed.

There was a long, nervous silence, as the boys stood looking at each
other. They both knew what they had to do, but somehow this felt very
different from how it had been with the doctor. Here there was no one
to tell them to get undressed, which strangely seemed to make things
feel much more awkward.

"I suppose we'd better make a start," said Daniel, eventually. He
lifted the front of his shirt ready to pull it over his head.

"Maybe we should do it one at a time," suggested Jason. "I measure you,
and then you get dressed again while get I undressed, and then you can
measure me."

"If you like," said Daniel, pausing with his shirt still looped over
one arm. "But don't you think it might feel a bit weird, being naked
and everything, while the other person has all his clothes on?"

"Yeah, I guess you're right," Jason sighed. "I didn't think about it
that way." He began to pull off his own clothes.

Soon they were both down to just their briefs: Daniel's were blue, and
a little fuller than the skimpy black one's that he'd worn the previous
day; Jason's had wide black and white vertical stripes and Daniel
noticed that they looked a little worn in places, though they didn't
actually look to have any holes.

"Well, here goes," said Daniel, with a grin. He hooked his thumbs under
the elastic waistband of his final garment and pushed downwards.

"Hold on," said Jason, quickly.

Daniel paused, bent over, with his briefs half way down his thighs.

"There's no point in taking these off 'til we have to," Jason
continued. "We can do nearly all the measuring with them still on."

"Yeah, OK," said Daniel, trying to hide his disappointment as he pulled
up his underwear. He realised that he should have expected Jason to try
to avoid getting fully naked for as long as possible. He consoled
himself with the knowledge that eventually everything had to come off.

It didn't take very long to run through the list of measurements. They
took turns with the tape, Daniel enjoying every momentary contact that
his fingers made with his friend's soft skin. He even dared to rest his
hand on Jason's chest as the boy stood against the wall chart to have
his height measured. However, taking the inside leg measurements proved
to be a further disappointment, as Jason pointed out that this could be
done just as easily with their briefs on as with them off. To make up
for this, Daniel deliberately allowed the backs of his fingers to brush
against Jason's cotton covered balls as he took extra care to get the
end of the tape in exactly the right position.

At last it was time for the final set of measurements.

"I suppose we really have to do this," said Jason, looking nervous and
uncertain.

"We do. Unless you want to go and explain to Adam why you've suddenly
decided to chicken out. Besides, I thought you wanted to win that
computer?"

"You know I do," Jason frowned. "But it doesn't feel right for two guys
to be touching each other like this."

Daniel's mind worked quickly to try to come up with something that
would convince Jason that they should carry on. "We're best friends,
right?"

"Yeah, of course we are."

"Well if we have to do this, isn't it better that we do it to each
other rather than have someone else do it?"

"I guess."

"If best friends can't do this sort of thing for each other, then who
can? Would you prefer to have someone like Karen Meggison measuring
you, and then going into school the next day and telling everyone about
it? At least we know that we can trust each other."

"Yeah, you're right," said Jason, reluctantly. "Let's get it over with.
I suppose I'd better try to get myself hard." He turned his back and
his arm began to move as he started to rub himself.

Feeling that disaster had been narrowly averted Daniel slipped off his
underwear and sat down on the edge of the bed. Opening his legs, he
began to slowly stroke his dick. Watching Jason's brief-clad rear and
thinking about how he would soon have the boy's hard cock in his hands
caused his own dick to begin to harden in no time at all. A short time
later his was stroking up and down a full erection. "How's it going,"
he asked.

There was slight pause before Jason answered miserably, "It's not." He
looked back over his shoulder and then quickly looked away again as if
embarrassed to get an eyeful of Daniel's aroused organ, prominently
displayed between his spread legs. "I can't even get it started."

"Maybe you're trying too hard," Daniel suggested. "Tell you what, leave
it for a minute while you measure me, and then give it another go." He
stood up, his hard cock pointing out in front of him.

"I suppose," said Jason. He took his hand from inside his briefs and
turned back to face his friend. "You didn't seem to have much trouble,"
he noted, as he picked up the measuring tape. With obvious reluctance
he reached out his hand and, wrapping his fingers around Daniel's hard
shaft, he made several stroking movements along it, just as Adam had
told him to do. "I expect I'd better follow the instructions exactly,"
he said. "Though I don't see how you could get much harder than this."

Daniel took several slow steady breaths as he tried to suppress the
groan that rose up in his throat. Jason's fingers around his erection
felt incredible. He watched as his cock was pushed down until it was
horizontal whilst Jason carefully measured its length.

"13.5 centimetres," said the blond haired boy. He wrote the measurement
down. "Congratulations, you've grown two millimetres since yesterday."

"I doubt it," said Daniel, with a smile. "Adam said that the
measurements might vary a bit. I'll probably have gotten smaller again
next time." He momentarily closed his eyes as Jason once more took hold
of his cock to measure the circumference. Jason's fingers really did
feel good. Daniel imagined his friend rubbing up and down his erection,
jacking him off, and his cock gave a spasmodic jerk.

"Hey" Jason cried, suddenly letting go and aiming a worried glance at
the other boy. "You're not going to shoot or anything are you? I don't
want your stuff all over me."

"No, don't worry," Daniel replied, with a slightly embarrassed grin.
"It seems to have a mind of its own. I guess it likes you."

"Yeah, very funny," said Jason, frowning. He cautiously resumed his
measuring, keeping actual physical contact with the engorged organ down
to an absolute minimum. "Well, that's yours done," he announced, as he
filled in the final measurement on the sheet. He put down the pen and
glanced down unhappily at the conspicuous lack of a bulge in the front
of his own briefs. "Now I suppose I'd better try again."

"Well, if you want..." Daniel looked at his friend, his tone hesitant.
"If you like I'll see if I can get it hard for you. Maybe it'll be
easier if someone else is doing it."

"I don't know," said Jason, not exactly appearing thrilled by the idea.

"Look, let's give it a try," said Daniel, trying to sound a little more
confident. "If it doesn't work we can leave it for now and try again
later."

Jason appeared to consider the idea. After a couple of seconds he gave
a slight nod. "Go on then, give it a try. At least I know I can trust
you not to tell anyone that I needed help getting hard. What do you
want me to do?"

"First thing, you'd better take those off," said Daniel, nodding
towards Jason's black and white briefs. "Then you need to get
comfortable. How about if you lie down on the bed? You could close your
eyes if you like and pretend it's someone else who's doing it to you."

"What exactly are you planning to do?" Jason asked, plainly still
uncomfortable with the situation. He slipped his briefs off and sat
down on the bed.

"I'm only going to rub it for you," said Daniel, trying not to look too
interested in Jason's now exposed groin. "Why, what did you think I was
going to do?"

Jason gave a shy smile. "I don't know. I just wanted to be sure it
wasn't any kinky stuff."

"I think we've got some spray cream in the fridge," Daniel laughed. "I
could spray it all over you and then lick it off, if you like."

"You'd better be joking, you fucking perv," Jason giggled.

"You'll have to wait and see, won't you? Now lie back, shut your eyes
and relax." Daniel put his hand against his friend's shoulder and gave
him an encouraging push.

Jason shuffled up the bed until he had his head on the pillow. "I'm
still not sure about this," he said, raising his head. "If anyone were
to ever find out about this... You're absolutely sure your mum is not
about to come walking in?"

"Will you stop worrying?" sighed Daniel, sitting down on the bed next
to his friend. "She promised me she'd stay out of the way." He
nervously rested his hand on the boy's thigh, just below his groin.
"Here goes. Try and think sexy thoughts."

"That's not exactly easy to do when I have another guy playing with my
dick."

Daniel scrunched Jason's soft penis in his hand and squeezed, causing
the blond haired boy to yelp in surprise. "If you don't stop moaning
it'll be your balls next time," Daniel laughed.

Jason scowled but didn't say anything and a second later he closed his
eyes and let his head fall back onto the pillow as Daniel began to
slowly massage his cock.

This was very nearly Daniel's idea of heaven: he had Jason laid out
naked in front of him and was able to touch him in almost any way that
he wanted. His eyes travelled up and down between the boy's groin and
his cute face, trying to burn this scene into his mind. The feeling of
Jason's cock in his hand was fantastic. Daniel pulled on the soft
organ, allowing it to slide smoothly through his lightly clenched fist.
After a few seconds he changed his technique, squeezing the boy's penis
with one hand whilst at the same time rolling his foreskin between the
fingers of the other. Jason wriggled a little as if making himself more
comfortable, but he didn't say anything and his eyes remained closed.
Daniel noticed that Jason's cock was definitely getting a little firmer
and he went back to pumping it with his fist whilst daringly, with the
other hand, he took hold of his friend's balls, gently rolling them
around. He would have liked to push his hand up between the boy's legs
and finger his arse hole, but he knew that this would definitely be
pushing his luck too far.

By now there was no mistaking the fact that Jason was well on the way
to an erection. He gave another wriggle and opened his eyes, watching
Daniel's hand pumping rhythmically on his cock.

"See, it's working. Looks like I've got magic hands," said Daniel, with
a smile.

"Looks that way," said Jason, giving a forced smile in return. "I think
you can stop now though," he said, sitting up and at the same time
pushing Daniel's hands away. He replaced Daniel's hand with his own,
giving his dick a few firm strokes and bringing himself to full
hardness. "Right, let's get this measuring done."

Daniel was a little disappointed at this sudden end to his few moments
of sexual pleasure. But even though the physical contact hadn't been as
prolonged or extensive as he might have liked, he had to admit that it
had still been much more than he had expected. And he still had the
measuring to come.

Jason got to his feet and picked up the folder and pencil, throwing the
tape to Daniel. "You do the measuring, I'll write it down."

Dropping to his knees, Daniel shuffled closer to his friend. His face
was about on a level Jason's erection and as he took hold of it and
pulled it down to the horizontal he suddenly felt an almost
overwhelming urge to lean closer and lick it. With an effort he
resisted this temptation and quickly turned his full attention to the
job in hand. He measured the length and girth of Jason's cock and
called out each measurement so that the boy could write it down.

The job was soon complete, and Daniel had run out of excuses to touch
his friend's cock. He got to his feet and tossed the tape across to his
desk, his own erection still as hard as ever and desperately needing
attention. "I guess we're done," he said.

"Yeah." Jason put down the folder and bent to retrieve his briefs.
"We'd better get some clothes on."

Daniel glanced down at his twitching erection and then shot a quick
look at Jason's slightly smaller yet equally hard boyhood. "Unless you
want to do something about these first," he said, nervously, his mouth
suddenly dry.

"What do you mean?" Jason paused, his briefs in his hand.

"I heard somewhere that it's not good for you to get all excited and
then not do anything about it. You can end up with blue balls. Maybe we
ought to, erm, you know, jerk off?"

"What, you mean here, in front of each other?"

Daniel shrugged. "It's not such a big deal. We've already seen each
other shoot."

"I don't know." Jason looked really uncomfortable with the idea. "I'm
not sure I could do that. I mean, we touch each other and stuff 'cos we
have to. But actually jerking off together would be different; it's the
sort of thing gays do. We don't want people to start thinking we're gay
or anything."

"No one would know," said Daniel.

"It doesn't matter," said Jason shaking his head. "It just wouldn't
feel right. Anyway, I need to get home." He pulled on his briefs and
picked up his shirt.

Daniel watched in silence as his friend dressed, making no move to put
on any clothing himself. He was annoyed with himself for trying to push
things too far. "You really have to go?" he asked as Jason fastened his
shoes.

"Yeah, sorry. I told Mum and Dad I'd only be about half an hour and
I've already been a lot longer than that. They have to go out to some
business dinner or something connected with Dad's work so I have to
stay in to keep an eye on the runt; they won't leave him on his own."

"Oh, I see." Daniel felt a little better on hearing this, though he
still wasn't convinced that his suggestion hadn't had something to do
with Jason's sudden need to depart. "Look, about this daft jerk off
idea. I didn't mean..."

"Forget it," said Jason, with a smile. "I know I'm uptight about stuff
like that. I dunno, maybe some other time. Look, I gotta go. See you in
the morning." He briefly touched Daniel's arm before letting himself
out.

Left alone in his room, Daniel considered what his friend had said. Had
he heard right? Had Jason really said "Maybe some other time"? He
suddenly realised that he was grinning. "Maybe" was certainly good
enough for now. He sat down on his bed and made himself comfortable,
leaning back with his legs spread wide. It could well have been
Daniel's imagination, but he was almost sure that the bed was still
warm from Jason's body. The fourteen-year-old thought back to just a
few minutes earlier when he'd had his hand around Jason's hardening
cock and held the boys balls in the palm of his hand. He closed his
eyes, concentrating on this image as he began to stroke his own hard
organ whilst at the same time holding his own balls. Jason had such a
hot body, so slim and smooth. Daniel pictured the two of them lying
naked, side by side on the bed, caressing each other. He imagined Jason
sliding down the bed, the touch of Jason's lips on his chest, the feel
of Jason's mouth around his hard cock. With a groan he felt the first
streamer of hot, white cum erupt from the head of his cock and splash
across his stomach and chest. His pumping became erratic and the rest
of his cum dribbled down his hand, dripping down to congeal in his
pubic hair.

Exhausted, he lay back, panting. His fantasy might never become
reality, but at least he'd had the opportunity to get his hands on the
boy of his dreams. He glanced down at the wet splashes on his stomach
and ran his fingers through the sticky liquid, wondering if one day it
might be Jason's cum on his hands. Today was Tuesday, and the first
week's measurements had to be handed in on Friday. Daniel was sure with
a bit of encouragement Jason could be persuaded to fit in another
measuring session before then.

**********

Coming next, Daniel is once again at the mercy of the terrible twelve-
year-olds Ben and Billy as he completes his side of his deal with them
in Sexual Development 8: Final Payback

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