[It's a breathless little whimper, barely there at all; his pupils are dilated, lips slightly parted. His cock twitches hard in Rye's hand, and the next swipe of his thumb finds a sizeable new dollop of precome]
Jesus. That's - I - I dunno if I could take it, but - jesus, that's hot. I wanna - I wanna try. Just - not being able to do nothing but make you feel good. Not being able to - to do nothing to myself.
[His breath catches at the combination of the too-light strokes and the single firm brush of Rye's thumb on the upstrokes; he makes a soft sound like a whimper, hips beginning to shift restlessly, trying to get more. This time, he can't quite seem to force them still again, though the flush creeps even darker, humiliation at the words leaving his mouth and the watching eyes combined]
Y-yeah. God, get me ready. I want - I want your mouth, I want you in me, I want you to stroke me off for real, this - god, it's driving me crazy.
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[It's a breathless little whimper, barely there at all; his pupils are dilated, lips slightly parted. His cock twitches hard in Rye's hand, and the next swipe of his thumb finds a sizeable new dollop of precome]
Jesus. That's - I - I dunno if I could take it, but - jesus, that's hot. I wanna - I wanna try. Just - not being able to do nothing but make you feel good. Not being able to - to do nothing to myself.
[His breath catches at the combination of the too-light strokes and the single firm brush of Rye's thumb on the upstrokes; he makes a soft sound like a whimper, hips beginning to shift restlessly, trying to get more. This time, he can't quite seem to force them still again, though the flush creeps even darker, humiliation at the words leaving his mouth and the watching eyes combined]
Y-yeah. God, get me ready. I want - I want your mouth, I want you in me, I want you to stroke me off for real, this - god, it's driving me crazy.