It's crazy... Aside from the pink underwear (which, whatever), there's nothing feminine about this dude aside from how horny he is for dick. But even then, it's in a totally masculine way. Which should be a turn off, but it's—not. Because it kind of debunks the anxiety that Denji's some soft wisp fairy for indulging this curiosity. Which is confusing as fuck. He hates this!! But he can't pull away.

Denji makes a sound between surprised and pleasured when tongue's introduced—Denji follows that a bit uncertainly, and feels his dick kick when Shidou sucks his tongue. Why's that even feel so good?!

His body startles a bit in a lurching jump when he feels Shidou's hand land on his groin; his cock brattishly pushes against the fabric towards the warmth, and Denji groans into their kiss. Shit, he's already melting. Even just the kissing had felt really good...

Dazed and annoyed looking (for no justifiable reason), Denji lifts his ass, remembering his abandoned task—he'd been so absorbed by the kiss. Embarrassing. "You can help," he mutters, wiggling his boxers and and jeans down his hips. His cock stands a little more than half hard, and to Denji's misery, it pulses. He looks away, cheeks pink. Embarrassing. This hard from kissing a dude...

Well, that and all the interesting dirty shit they were talking about earlier...

"The way you kiss is totally different from the girls I've kissed, but it's..."

Hot.

Denji likes both ways. Does this mean he's gonna end up wanting to kiss dudes now, too? It's bad enough, being girl crazy...