Josh’s lips parted a bit more, breaking the space between him and Akira since he could barely manage to kiss him when he was into the sensation of himself being so deep inside of Akira, how his member was tightly hugged by the walls of his hole.
It felt as though Josh’s cock pre came more at the sound of Akira saying his name. A chill ran down his spine and his eyes focused right on his. That simple sound of his name being said in such a sexual way made Josh’s abdomen clench and his cock twitch inside of his hole.
“Fuck!” Josh groaned under his breath, the fluid movements of his hips desperately wanted to quicken, but he had to hold back as best he could until they were both closer to their climax. Feeling his heart beginning to race in his chest, Josh glanced down, noticing the erotic sight of Akira jerking himself off. It was evident he was becoming a bit braver, doing things that felt natural instead of asking if it was right or not.
“Ah, there you go Akira, keep going.” Josh whispered in encouragement while his movements got a bit harder, but relatively the same speed.
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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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