When Finn’s hand gripped at his ass, he had the sudden sharp image of Finn pushing inside him, and it caused a low moan to escape his lips, his ass clenching.

He managed with his free hand to get Finn’s clothes down off his hip, bringing that perfect cock into the sunlight.

“I want to taste you when you come,” he whispered roughly, and didn’t wait for a response before he was pulling out of Finn’s grasp and shuffling down the length of his body, ducking his head to take the stuff cock into his mouth, tongue lapping at the salty fluid already there. Quickly, he sealed his lips around the shaft and pushed his head down, swallowing as much of Finn’s cock as he could.