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Helping Akira step into the shower, Josh took another small step back and looked at the young man as he closed his eyes and let the water rush over him. Josh was transfixed, Akira looked way more relaxed and of course the sight alone of Akira under the running water was…mesmerizing to say the least.
Leaning down and grabbing a bar of soap, Josh went to Akira’s back, not touching him until he asked. “May I wash your back? I’d love to help you with it.” he whispered while staying close behind him and running his eyes along his body.
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"Why is it that, as a culture, we are more comfortable seeing two men holding guns than holding hands?"
~Ernest Gaines
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