It was easily obvious to Chris how nervous Beau was with the situation, with exposing himself to the man he desired to be with. However, this was why Chris let Beau take the reigns, rather than pinning the lad down himself, so he could work in his own time. Also, Chris blew an appreciative whistle as he let his eyes gloss longingly over the small frame of the triclops,
“Mhmm, perfect, ya jus’ so pretty, Y’know that?”
And his other response to Beau’s adorable gesture and facial expressions towards his awaiting length was a low chuckle, and a nod, “One hand to stroke tha’ base, An’ work ya way slowly when ya take me in. Kiss it, lick it, suckle it, and then ya try t’go as far as ya can~” He didn’t want poor Beau to wreck that throat just yet, he hadn’t got to that stage yet.
“Also, try an’ swallow, it helps~” Not really, he just wanted that!
Beau blushed something fierce when Chris whistled, “Christopher.” Still he was smiling weakly, a little more confident than before. It helped to know Chris thought he was pretty, helped to made him think he could do this and it would be fine.
He crawled closer, trying not to lose his nerves. “Okay.” His hand trembled when he wrapped it around the base of Chris’ cock. “Just um tell me if I don’t do something right.”
He leaned down, shy for a moment when he noticed how intently Chris was watching, but he didn’t let that stop him from pressing his lips against the head Chris’ cock. It took him a few seconds to open his mouth and cautiously lick.