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Still grasping either of Deiru’s hands, Kaden looked at him with an obvious taken aback expression from how serious he was. It wasn’t that big of a surprise but still…
“So serious.” Kaden sighed, moving to the side of him and keeping his eyes plastered on the nice view of his cock pocking out from his jeans. Quickly glancing up into Deiru’s eyes, Kaden glared momentarily and he himself got a little serious. “I’m not saying you’re my play thing by the way. I just don’t get the point of us jerking off when both of us are hard as fuck. It’s pointless.” he grumbled while still holding his wrists as best he could.
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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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