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For the first time since he had begun kissing Damien again, Jamie hesitated. He had drawn the line at sex with his friend, but what about jacking him off? As the quiet teen slid his tongue in and out of his friend's mouth, his hand seemingly hovered above Damien's crotch, his mind still undecided on what to do. Every part of his body was telling him to just unzip Damien's pants and jack him off. Actually, his body was telling him to just pin him against the floor and fuck him hard, but he knew better than that. His mind however, was telling him that he wasn't gay, and touching another man's dick was definitely 100% gay. But slowly, his mind began to lose power to his body. He had heard conversations about friends jacking off with each other, and jacking each other off. Damien was the first friend who asked him to do something like this, wouldn't it be bad if he denied him?
Finally, after what seemed like centuries to Jamie (and probably Damien), the quiet teen reached for Damien's pants and unzipped them, pulling his friend's cock out. Ultimately, what pushed Jamie towards going through with it was Damien. More precisely, the way he asked for it. There was something inside of Jamie that seemed to enjoy doing what Damien asked of him. The boy's words were like poison to him, rendering any control his mind had on his body. So now Damien's cock was out, and it seemed to bounce lightly as they kissed. Jamie wanted nothing more than to touch it and stroke it, but this time, he made the conscious decision to wait. He wanted to hear Damien tell him to do it. The quiet teen continued to bite Jamie and rake his fingers down his back, waiting patiently for his friend's command.
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