“Sasha? I...can I...ask you to do something?”

“Of course, that’s what I’m here for.”

“Will you help to...cum?” Miru asked innocently, looking Sasha in the eyes. Sasha’s face went white and then bright red.

“H-how?”

“Well, um, if you talk to me? While I...?” Miru looked a bit embarrassed.

“Ah-“ Sasha struggled to find words, “w-what do you mean?”

“Well...it’s the way you talk to me. ” Miru admitted, “You’re just so...kind, and respectful. You’re the only one who’s ever spoken to me like that...”

“I’m confused Miru. I thought you didn’t want a relationship?”

“I don’t...right now. But you...I thought I was incapable of loving someone after...everything. But...you’re different.” Miru met Sasha’s eyes again, with look of fear, but filled with passion. Sasha bit his lip. What should he do? Miru turned away from Sasha and pulled off his towel, reaching for his underwear. The awkward silence grew to a thick tension as Miru turned back around now clad in his boxers. Sasha saw Miru was still needy by the bulge at the front. That made up his mind. The boy needed his help.

“Miru...we can talk more later, but first I’m happy to help you with that. Tell me what I can do.”

Miru looked overwhelmingly grateful, but embarrassed at the same time. Sasha realized Miru had certainly never asked for this kind of thing before, he only gave it to others. When Sasha’s thought of that he realized it was good for Miru to be asking for something.

“Is it ok if I keep my underwear on? I feel a little embarrassed about my body in front of you...” Miru admitted, fidgeting.

“Of course! Listen, Miru, you are in charge. You make the rules here and I am happy to follow!”

“Are you actually? I had to lie to people...”

“Yes,” Sasha looked Miru in the eye, “look at me. I am truly happy. Now what can I do?”