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"Fuck Akira." Josh whispered beneath his breath and onto his boyfriends skin. Feeling him spread his legs, and hearing that sweet moan coming from Akira had made Josh's cock bead with pre cum, allowing it to lube itself up in order to enter inside of the man later with ease.
Moving his fingers a little bit more, Josh tried to get the tightness of Akira to stretch just a bit, wanting him to be in as little pain as possible, although seeing how eager he was, made it hard for Josh to hold himself back for long. Capturing the other nipple in his mouth, the older male groaned once more before slipping his fingers out, sitting up straight and grabbing both of Akira's legs so he could wrap them around his body.
"Ready Akira?" Josh said with hurried breaths as he grasped his cock and ran it against Akira's hole.
Just to be safe, he also reached over into his nightstand, glad to see some lube was still left, and pouring a decent amount on his already dripping cock, knowing the wetter it was, the nicer it would be for the both of them.
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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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