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Josh nodded his head instantly, looking at his boyfriend for a little while longer before sighing, licking his lips and smirking, the expression honest and true, feeling himself harden even more as he pulled his pants down, feeling constricted with them on.
"Yes. Of course I like it…thank you Akira." Josh said once more, feeling better since everything was pushed away and right now he focused on his boyfriend, the person he was incredibly in love with, as well as aroused by.
Seeing that it was inside of him, Josh groaned beneath his breath and then spoke with a bit of an edge. "But I want you to do something for me. Please." he said, not begging although he had to sound as though he wasn't demanding him either.
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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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