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Howie/Justin snippet
by Shine
Howie stands in front of the bathroom mirror. No shirt, wearing worn jeans, bare feet. His toes wiggle on cold tile. Justin is right behind him in a tight, soft, old t-shirt and faded denim cut-offs. Justin touches Howie's shoulder gently, and Howie smiles at Justin in the mirror.
"You sure?" Justin asks.
Howie nods, and Justin smiles, dips his head to kiss Howie's neck.
"You're going to look so hot," Justin whispers, and lifts the razor. Howie gropes back with his free hand, and latches on to Justin's hips as the razor slowly buzzes over his scalp. He doesn't let go until Justin's done, and afterwards they fuck on Howie's bed, Howie over Justin and pushing into him slow, Justin groaning and trembling, reaching up to run his hand over Howie's hair, close-cut and soft as velvet.
fin
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