Angel shifted Javi. "Ow!" Javi exclaimed. Angel replied with a light slap on his ass. He spread his legs. "Kneel down, Javi," he instructed, guiding him between his knees.
Gingerly, trying not to wince as he settled his stinging ass onto his heels, he slid down in front of Angel. Angel leaned back into the couch and linked his fingers behind his head. The bulge in the front of his crotch was clear. "Go ahead," he nodded, grinning.
Javi reached forward and slid his hand into Angel's shorts and boxers. He wrapped his head around the base of Angel's cock. With his other hand, he pulled the waistband down and gently tugged the cock free. It was fairly firm, the head peeking out of the foreskin. "Why don't you take them off?" Angel asked. He lifted his ass off the couch, and Javi let go of his cock and tugged his shorts and boxers down. Once they were around his thighs, Angel settled back down. Javi gently grasped Angel's cock again. "Don't forget about the balls," Angel reminded. Javi used his other hand to cradle Angel's balls. He rolled them between his fingers, carefully feeling each one. "This okay?" he asked?
"You're doing great, man," Angel replied.
"I'm not sure what I'm doing," Javi said.