[Never fear Dave. John's hand was heading south anyways. Runing over Dave's skin until he reached where their pants were still hindering the way. John wouldn't fully take off their pants until he was quite ready to do so. But he does flick the button and unzip Dave's fly so he can slip his hand over a clothed erection.
John had never touched anyone but himself like this. So he guesses there was an advantage with Dave being a dude too. He just kind of does what he would do to himself, which is stroke over the boxer shorts a few times.]
Can I?
[It was probably dumb to keep stopping for permission, and sexually frustrating for both of them. But John really really really REALLY didn't want to fuck this up.]
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John had never touched anyone but himself like this. So he guesses there was an advantage with Dave being a dude too. He just kind of does what he would do to himself, which is stroke over the boxer shorts a few times.]
Can I?
[It was probably dumb to keep stopping for permission, and sexually frustrating for both of them. But John really really really REALLY didn't want to fuck this up.]