It calls for a slight rearrangement. Neil squirms out from under Guy, peppering him with a few more kisses, and then shares one filthy one with their friend hovering above them, watching with intent, lusty interest. He gives him a couple teasing strokes.

The man cups Neil's chin, squeezes gently. "Get him good and ready," he says, "like I did with you. But I think you can be a little quick about it."

Neil's just about to settle in behind Guy, just a reversal of how they were, when the man hums vaguely, then shakes his head. He's grinning though, wide and toothy. He hooks his finger under finger under Neil's chin. "Edge of the bed instead. I'm gonna eat that mess out of your ass while you get him ready."