Unmoving while keeping his eyes on Akira, Josh stopped his hand at the base of Akira’s shaft, keeping his own cock in place but not going forward, just staying where he rested. After a few seconds, he saw the tears welting up in Akira’s eyes, and of course the first thought that came into Josh’s mind was that he was in pain.
“Are you okay Akira?” Josh whispered as he pulled himself out of him carefully just to make sure it wasn’t because of that. Bringing the hand that was on his neck towards his blond hair, Josh looked into those green eyes yet again and was surprised to see him smile. Josh’s body eased and he smiled back from such a beautiful expression, loving the sight of a smile playing on Akira’s features.
“You bewilder me Akira.” Josh muttered as he put his cock back in him, but just like before, just the head of himself entered before drawing out. “I won’t do anything else until you let me know. You’re important to me Akira, so I’ll go at your pace. You do feel astounding though.” Josh spoke softly while brushing his fingers through his hair. “You have to put your trust in me. I know you haven’t had many people you could entrust but I promise you that I’ll keep you safe, to make sure you aren’t hurt again but instead pleasured.” Josh whispered as he brushed his tongue along Akira’s throat and going down towards his collar bone.
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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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