Yussa breathes in sharply as Caleb rolls them both. He isn't expecting it and he finds he's quite thrilled by the fact that Caleb can move him so easily.

He tries to relax on the other man's chest, head resting on his shoulder as calloused hands slide through his hair and down his neck, over his chest. He moves his hips, squirming on top of Caleb as he cups and massages and makes him very aware of his breasts in a way that excites him. A soft sound rises in his throat as Caleb spreads him open and starts to fuck him this way. Gods, he does not regret this choice in this man.

He arches his back, trying to adjust the angle of his hips as Caleb's cock sinks into him. Yussa feels too warm and his heart is beating fast, trapped on this edge where his younger lover intends to keep him for a while. He feels desperately exposed like this and he can't help but look down to see the place their bodies join. Caleb spreads his cunt open and he groans weakly as he drops his head back against the other man's shoulder.

It's more of a struggle than he thought it'd be to keep from making demands.