Josh’s eyes flickered up to look at Akira, enjoying the moans escaping his lungs as he moved to his other nipple to lick and suck against it, closing his eyes momentarily and releasing a long groan from just how good it felt to please the other man.
As Josh moved his hand to sneak underneath the hemline of Akira’s pants, he froze and opened his eyes at the sound of him saying that one, simple word. Parting his lips, Josh starred at Akira for a moment. Despite him not saying his real name, the sound of Akira moaning Master just seemed to make Josh’s lust rise.
Feeling himself begin to slowly harden, Josh pushed his hand inside of Akira’s pants, finding and grasping his cock to tenderly stroke it, not making any fast and sudden movements to ensure Akira wasn’t too startled. Bringing his mouth back up to his lips, Josh kept moving his hand along his shaft while whispering close to his ear.
“You make me want you so, so badly Akira.” Josh said while pecking his lips and glancing down, moving his other hand towards his pants to pull them down.
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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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