Jacob was enjoying himself, happy to linger there with his mouth around Chris' erection for as long as Chris could endure it. But it seems that the young man is as impatient as Jacob is at the best of times, pulling himself free of Jacob's wet, ready mouth and pressing kisses there instead. Jacob isn't going to complain, although the being pulled up into that kiss from his previous stance makes his head spin. Its nothing bad, Chris' desire welcome, but it means it does take a moment for Jacob to get himself into position.

And so yes, Chris has to just pull his thighs a little further apart, the angle making Jacob's back arch downward, using his forearms for support to keep his arse as high as Chris seems to want it, while his legs are spread so wide.

"When you've got me like this and that big prick of yours is hard as rock? I think I can guess what you're thinking." Jacob says, moving his hips ever so slightly back against Chris' movements, giving him a little more friction to enjoy.

He wants it too. Chris has got off and so has he but it wasn't a relief, it wasn't enough. He wants to go again, to be fucked properly, filled and stretched until his legs give out.