[ Gintoki can feel his throat drying up. He can feel pre-cum trickling down the side of his erection, along with the coolness of Masamune's spit, and these very small sensations make it hard for him to breathe. He does, though, sweaty chest rising and falling rapidly, shimmering faintly in the moonlight. If Gintoki was honest with himself, he'd say he wasn't sure what steps to take next since he has never had sex with a man before (though, he's beginning to wonder why he hasn't done this before in the past.)
Should he touch and lick Masamune too? Was this really alright to do? Is he supposed to finger him first— touch him with his hands some more? All of these question marks, but he's too prideful to simply ask Masamune what he wants.
His tongue flicks out to swipe away from of his spit before he clears his throat. ]
Bend over. [ I mean, Masamune did say suck his dick then have him fuck him, so here it goes, right? Maybe Gintoki is filled with some more surprises, however. ]
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Should he touch and lick Masamune too? Was this really alright to do? Is he supposed to finger him first— touch him with his hands some more? All of these question marks, but he's too prideful to simply ask Masamune what he wants.
His tongue flicks out to swipe away from of his spit before he clears his throat. ]
Bend over.
[ I mean, Masamune did say suck his dick then have him fuck him, so here it goes, right?
Maybe Gintoki is filled with some more surprises, however. ]