Josh noticed the tense muscles throughout Akira’s body calm down. He brushed his hand downward towards the young servants cock to gently grasp it, moving very slowly along his shaft before brushing his finger over his slit and letting the kiss linger for a few more seconds before slowly stopping.
Feeling his breathing begin to quicken, Josh looked into Akira’s eyes for a few more seconds before speaking to him yet again. “Let’s see how you feel with just a little bit inside of you okay?” Josh kissed Akira’s neck and then whispered against his skin. “I’ll take myself out if it hurts.”
Kissing Akira’s lips chastely, Josh looked down and guided himself towards the others hole, but instead of pushing inside he very gently eased only the head of his cock in, about an inch only to ensure if it did hurt, it wouldn’t be as bad as putting his whole cock into Akira’s at once.
Even with the head of his hard, throbbing dick inside of Akira, it was incredibly gratifying for Josh. A few drops of pre cum leaked from his slit as it was squeezed so nicely, a very low groan passing his lips.
Josh shakily released a breath and kept his eyes locked with Akira’s, jerking him off slowly. “Am I hurting you Akira?” Josh whispered softly, keeping his shaky left hand along his neck to brush up against his skin in a relaxing manner. "Keep breathing slowly. It's just me here Akira, I won't hurt you." Josh soothingly whispered, hoping he wasn't hurting him, but of course there had to be an essence of pain from his virgin hole stretching for his cock.
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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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