More moaning was all he could do to answer. He was getting close, in spite of his best efforts to stay slow and drag it out. There were too many hot, filthy things running through his head. Felt too good to have Sam watching him like that, still so obviously turned on even though he was spent and soft.

His breath hitched as he felt the tightening low in his belly. So damn close. His arm around Sam tightened and he sucked harder, more urgently. His eyes fell shut and he whimpered around Sam's cock when he finally came, stroking himself hard and spilling hot and sticky over his hand and lower body.