Kiss him? Like actually be the one to kiss him? He blinked the water from his eyes as he looked at Jonathan, seeing his hard cock so close to his own thigh and, of course, his wasn't much different. His heart fluttered weirdly and he remembered how it felt under Jonathan's fingers. How he'd called him A-jia so nicely before. It warmed him in a totally embarrassing way.

"But I can't." Xinjia admitted, though he didn't look overly happy about it. It was a crisis, pure and simple. It was old fashioned homophobia vs desire. "You're a guy." Said the boy obviously hard over Jonathan. "I don't kiss..." Well. Anyone.