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Josh loved how subtle the reactions of his boyfriend were. He didn't have to do much for him to shudder and moan, it was such a compliment to know such small things pleased the man. Josh saw the blush on Akira's cheeks, making him wonder what was on his mind. Although instead of asking, Josh ran his finger that was on Akira's cock, down to his ass, brushing his finger back and forth along his crack before resting on his hole and rubbing it gently.
"How I've missed this part of you Akira." Josh sighed, his own cock pulsing as he remembered what they did on Skype, seeing Akira fucking himself so eagerly with him in mind. It was still so intoxicating to think back to it, nearly made Josh hard each time it swept through his mind.
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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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