[ It's perhaps the first time tonight Mine's put his hands on him as an initiator. Nishikiyama's shoulder doesn't dip or shy from the other man's touch, and his expression shifts readably while he considers Mine's attempted compliment. ]
It's different though.
[ They both have muscles, but Nishikiyama sees that the mass and cuts of them are different. ]
You're more like... robust. Like a horse or something.
[ This kind of conversation is nice though, he thinks. They're talking about nothing. Nishikiyama enjoys it. ]
My sister used to say I should go join Johnny's.
[ Maybe Mine will find that a funny thought. His eyes flutter lower to nudge and rouse at the rose-flushed glans, tapping at the slit there with the pad of his index finger. Some stickiness from Mine's precum crackles before he slips his hand back down the shaft, angling Mine's cock towards himself more. The thought of slipping it between his thighs flickers through, and Nishikiyama ever so slightly wheedles his legs in vague suggestion. ]
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Date: 2024-02-14 07:19 am (UTC)It's different though.
[ They both have muscles, but Nishikiyama sees that the mass and cuts of them are different. ]
You're more like... robust. Like a horse or something.
[ This kind of conversation is nice though, he thinks. They're talking about nothing. Nishikiyama enjoys it. ]
My sister used to say I should go join Johnny's.
[ Maybe Mine will find that a funny thought. His eyes flutter lower to nudge and rouse at the rose-flushed glans, tapping at the slit there with the pad of his index finger. Some stickiness from Mine's precum crackles before he slips his hand back down the shaft, angling Mine's cock towards himself more. The thought of slipping it between his thighs flickers through, and Nishikiyama ever so slightly wheedles his legs in vague suggestion. ]