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"I'm glad you think so too." Josh smiled, letting go of Akira and turning him around, his maroon eyes looking tenderly into his boyfriends. "Come..let me bring you back to my room." Josh whispered, moving his hands to Akira's hips and pulling him closer.
Leaning down, Josh brushed his lips up against Akira's, his eyes slightly closed as he allowed their breathing to meld together, allowing themselves to just have a close, intimate moment together.
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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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