He exhales against Neil when he's taken in hand, almost a moan against soft burning skin, and moves with him, until there's unison in their movements.

He's not embarrased at how quickly it just becomes too much, and he pulls back, leaving the boy exposed and ready but empty for a moment.

He tugs gently at Neil's shoulder. "Turn over, love. Let me see you," he asks, voice quiet but veiling poorly the lust he feels.