"You feel so good," Noah murmurs, beginning to slouch forward some, not enough that their foreheads touch, but close, lost in the feeling of his dick being stroked. He teases Freddie's nipples a little, but his hands move up, back to Freddie's shoulders and then his neck, gently cupping.

"It was with my boyfriend and his girlfriend, but I knew her. She's my friend. She's...mmm...it was good." His gaze raises from where Freddie's holding him, to his eyes, but it's almost too much. Just like talking about all this while he's being touched is almost too much, but in a good way. A really good way. "I ate her out. I love that, I love using my mouth. I fucked her while she went down on my boyfriend."

"I like...I like being on top, but I like having something in me, too. Like a toy, or, whatever. You can finger me, if you want. And tell me what you like while you jerk me off. Please?" he asks, and flashes a brief, mischievous smile. "I like begging."