[He really can't help it, but there is a soft whine that escapes him. A result of the mix of Jotaro's comments and the way his fingers feel in his hair, lathering him up and scratching at his scalp.
Between his own legs, his dick feels harder somehow, almost painfully so. It twitches, leaking, easy to miss under the shower spray. He wants to touch himself, but he wants that praise more, to wait and nuzzled up against Jotaro's hips, even when they rock a little bit. It's not too much movement that he can't prepare for at least, and he swallows again, shivering.
It's hard to wait, but he does, shivering wrapped tight around Jotaro's cock.]
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Between his own legs, his dick feels harder somehow, almost painfully so. It twitches, leaking, easy to miss under the shower spray. He wants to touch himself, but he wants that praise more, to wait and nuzzled up against Jotaro's hips, even when they rock a little bit. It's not too much movement that he can't prepare for at least, and he swallows again, shivering.
It's hard to wait, but he does, shivering wrapped tight around Jotaro's cock.]