[well, adam, at least you had the necessary knowledge to imagine the sex part, at all. john, on the other hand, in his sparse daydreams (or just plain dreams) over the years, had never really imagined anything past dicks touching. fantasizing just about getting adam flustered, having him wear some other expression besides smug or calculating, had (embarrassingly) been enough for the awkward soldier to get off.
now, here he was, naked, dick hard and curved towards his navel, with his best friend's finger in his ass.]
It wouldn't be my first prostate exam.
[haHAA. he knows he should probably take this a little more seriously, they're about to have sex for the first time after 20 years of tension, but it's a little hard not to feel a bit awkward about this part. especially when there's nothing very pressing distracting him. get it]
Never done this before... [just in case that wasn't obvious.]
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now, here he was, naked, dick hard and curved towards his navel, with his best friend's finger in his ass.]
It wouldn't be my first prostate exam.
[haHAA. he knows he should probably take this a little more seriously, they're about to have sex for the first time after 20 years of tension, but it's a little hard not to feel a bit awkward about this part. especially when there's nothing very pressing distracting him.
get it]Never done this before... [just in case that wasn't obvious.]