Jet pours all his concentration and attention into the movements and the man beneath him. It's tempting to just move faster and take his partner until he was begging for Jet to touch him or let him touch himself so he could finish, but that would be too easy and too quick for what Jet wants.

He wants to make Albert writhe and moan and then give him such a show that he finishes hard enough to lose all thought. And to do that, he had to be slow.

His movements were measured and restrained, hungry eyes glued to every little twitch and shudder the older man gave. He could feel Albert trying to reposition himself to try and increase the friction and give himself more sooner, but Jet kept his grip strong.

He turned his head and grazed his teeth and tongue along the German's thigh, his pace changing to be even slower.

"D'you trust me, Al? I promise I'm going to take care of you...just be patient."