[he meant what he said. the last thing he wants to do right now is to hurt len and ruin all of this. but when the request- no, command -comes, barry pulls his mouth back, biting his lip as he forces himself to concentrate on getting this right. (he could refuse, of course. but they've come too far and he's messed up too many times already for him to do that to len again.)
his hand slides closer towards the tip, his thumb brushing over the head of his cock as his hand begins to speed up. as he sends a wave of vibrations down his cock. it only lasts an all too brief moment though, before he's having to let go to lick his hand again. another wave then, longer than the last, and his gaze is fixed on len's face instead. on seeing just what he's doing to the man.
and if his other hand happens to slip to his own cock, well, len certainly does paint an attractive picture right now.]
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his hand slides closer towards the tip, his thumb brushing over the head of his cock as his hand begins to speed up. as he sends a wave of vibrations down his cock. it only lasts an all too brief moment though, before he's having to let go to lick his hand again. another wave then, longer than the last, and his gaze is fixed on len's face instead. on seeing just what he's doing to the man.
and if his other hand happens to slip to his own cock, well, len certainly does paint an attractive picture right now.]