Frank looked at Auron with a careful smile, his hand sliding between his legs,brushing behind his balls, two fingers following the perineum by its sides until caressing his entrance, and moved out simply to give a little smack against it. Not with the whole hand, but just those two fingers while his thumb pressed against the perineum’s base hard enough to stimulate theprostate fro m the outside. “Then, I might have to gag you with something.” He added, slidinghis hand back up to resume stroking him. “Had you come to my place, calling me like in one of those old movies by wearing justa coat, you’d get to be yourself, but in here? You have to be a good silent boy. Unless you want it to end.”
A gentle moan left his lips, his senses so heightened by the tension and pace Frank stimulated him at. He knew the consequences of coming here, but perhaps he had a different setting in mind, or perhaps he thought he could get away with it. Whatever it was, he did enjoy it all nonetheless. “No, that’s not what I want. I don’t want it to end” He insisted pressing his lips to the man’s, his hand stroking and sliding down his body with lust, eyes connecting with Frank “Gag me if that means we can do it.”