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"I'd love it. There would be nothing sexier." He used his other hand to reach down and cup his balls. "You make it hard for me to keep from coming quickly with how beautiful you are like this."
Danny's face flushed. "I never thought of anything like this as beautiful."
"When it's shared between people who care about each other, people who trust one another, it can be."
Danny didn't respond, but his fist seemed to tighten around himself a bit more, and his strokes were longer and faster.
Marshall bit his bottom lip, fighting to hold back the release that was already building in his balls. His cock was aching, his heart pounding, but he didn't want this to end quickly. He wanted to stay and enjoy this with Danny for as long as he could.
Danny parted his legs more, seeming to relax a little and possible start to enjoy what he was doing. He still looked nervous, but every now and then, Marshall caught a small gasp of pleasure come from him.
"That's it. Just find what you like. In time, you'll know exactly how to do this so you hit the sensitive places that will bring you the most pleasure." Marshall fought for control.
"What do you like?" Danny still stared at him, his gaze never leaving Marshall's cock.
"I like my thumb to graze over the tip with each stroke, and I like to give a little twist right under the head. I also like going as low as I can so I press my balls with each stroke, just enough to feel them shake a little. My balls are very sensitive. I can almost come just by playing with them."
"Are you close to coming?" Danny asked.
"Very. Do you want me to slow down?"
"No, I want to see it happen."
And Marshall wanted that too. Hearing Danny admit to it pushed his lust up another notch and he groaned, arching his head back a bit as he finally allowed himself to give Danny exactly what he asked for. He worked his cock as he had for years, bringing himself the kind of pleasure a person could only give themselves. It didn't take long before his eyes closed, his mouth opened, and his cock exploded. He grunted his release, unable to keep his hips from jerking up, his body from tightening, his world from tilting. "Ah fuck!" He kept moving his hand through the sticky mess, sliding it up and down until it became too sensitive to continue. With a long sigh of pleasure, he released his cock, his head falling back on the arm of the couch as he struggled to catch his breath.
"Wow." Danny's voice was barely a whisper.
Marshall forced his eyes open, needing to make sure Danny was okay with what he'd just witnessed. "Yeah, that was more than wow." He smiled but noticed Danny's own fist had stilled. "Are you okay?"
Danny's gaze lifted from Marshall's cock to his eyes. "Yeah." He took a shaky breath. "I think I liked watching you do that."
"Do I get to see you?" Marshall asked.
Danny looked down his fist still wrapped around his cock. "You really want to?"
He wanted much more than to watch, but for now, it would be enough. "Yeah, I do. I want to see you satisfied. I want you to feel that sex is good. Bringing yourself pleasure is good."
"I don't know if I can." Danny started to stroke himself again. His cock seemed to pulse under his fist, but Danny didn't show any sign that he was nearing orgasm. His actions looked more mechanical than anything.
Marshall took off his shirt and used it to clean himself up a bit before moving a little closer to Danny. "Think about something that turns you on. Close your eyes and see it."
"You. Kissing you turns me on." Danny was a little breathless, but it seemed more from the physical side of things, not the arousal.
"If I kiss you while you do that, will it help?" He didn't want to get too close and have Danny freak out, but he was more than happy to kiss him again if he'd let him.
"Maybe." Danny looked up at him. "Can we?"
"We can kiss anytime you want. I'll never tell you no to kissing." He reached out slowly, drawing his fingers down Danny's cheek. "I like kissing you. Now don't stop doing what you're doing. When you come, I want to feel it in the kiss."
Danny gasped, but Marshall didn't give him time to react more. He bent in and kissed him hard, not taking the time to go slow like they had before, but jumping right in, demanding to taste his mouth. With a simple sweep of his tongue, he was inside and everything was right in his world. Marshall groaned in pleasure as he held onto Danny's shoulders, but stayed back enough so he didn't get in the way of his fist as it continued to pump.
With his own body still humming from his release, he was aware of everything, from the way Danny's breathing hitched at times, to the feel of Danny's free hand holding on to his bicep as if it was a lifeline. He was also aware of the scent of Danny's arousal and it made him hungry, wanting so much more than he could ever allow.
They kissed passionately, their lips soft, then hard, teasing and playing against each other. He explored Danny's mouth, tasting him, learning him, finding out what Danny liked and didn't by the way he reacted to the kiss.
"I can't. It hurts." Danny pulled back.
"Your cock?"
