[He's peeking, where his eyes would normally be closed; he's gotta gauge a reaction somehow, especially where he's not making a peep. He looks tense, unsure -- which is fair, but if he's freaking out the whole thing's won't take off. His body's weighing back on his hand, which naturally causes the very tip of his index finger to pop inside.]
Hey, [Drawing his tongue, lips back abruptly. The heel of his palm runs along the underside of his cock, squeezing appropriately at the base.] stop thinking about it, just stay still.
[Not...good advice, as per typical Keith tipz. Advice all the same.]
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Hey, [Drawing his tongue, lips back abruptly. The heel of his palm runs along the underside of his cock, squeezing appropriately at the base.] stop thinking about it, just stay still.
[Not...good advice, as per typical Keith tipz. Advice all the same.]
I'm not gonna hurt you.