[ Bruce curls his hand around Barry's cock and strokes him, just about familiar with the feel of him by now, and enjoying it. His own is thickening steadily, pressed against him. He kisses along the younger man's jaw and lower, lightly sucking at a pulse point high on his throat. ]
Mm. [ Different? Bruce gets that mark a little darker, lets his teeth graze it. ] I just want you, Barry.
[ Making that clear, first and foremost. He pauses his stroking just to hold him, squeezing gently, almost massaging his cock with his hand. Thinks about the mechanics of various things. They don't have to have penetrative sex. There's nothing less intimate about a lack of it; mutual orgasms are a hell of a thing no matter what.
Doesn't want him to be bored, though. ]
What do you prefer?
[ He hitches his hips up, just slightly, rocking against the younger man. ]
no subject
Mm. [ Different? Bruce gets that mark a little darker, lets his teeth graze it. ] I just want you, Barry.
[ Making that clear, first and foremost. He pauses his stroking just to hold him, squeezing gently, almost massaging his cock with his hand. Thinks about the mechanics of various things. They don't have to have penetrative sex. There's nothing less intimate about a lack of it; mutual orgasms are a hell of a thing no matter what.
Doesn't want him to be bored, though. ]
What do you prefer?
[ He hitches his hips up, just slightly, rocking against the younger man. ]