Caleb swallows hard, but he nods. He kisses Neil again. Then, adjusting his knees just slightly, he starts moving his hips in earnest.

It's nothing like he imagined. Neil is hot and slick around him, tight and gripping, and his pleasure rushes at Caleb in waves. He moans, unable to stop himself. And despite what Neil had said, he holds back. His eyebrows are creased in concentration and something like pain.