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With Akira moving slowly, and not advancing much, Josh decided to try his best to guide him, help him through it as he smirked. "Put your hand inside love. Feel yourself, if I was there I'd be going inside your boxers and grasping at it, stroking you in my hand, slowly feeling every inch of you." Josh said beneath his breath, sighing again as he let out a low groan beneath his breath.
"Give me what I'd want if I could have it. Feel for yourself how I make you feel." Josh licked his lips, his breathing coming out quicker as his fingers slid along his length.
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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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