"Joooooohnnn..." He whined, not even sure if he could get anything else out than that. He knew that John knew what he needed, and yet, he was still being made to say it.

"F-f-uck me.. John... I need you... P-please..." He shivered at the warm tail around his thigh. It was both grounding and erotic at the same time.

"I... need you... I need you to fuck me and stroke me.. and l-let me come... " The plea ended with a loud groan and he tried to buck at the sheets again, but it was no use.