"Ahhhh.... fuuuuck.." he was not one for cursing, but oh the things that John could do to him... It was exquisite, too much and not enough at the same time... His whole body was heat and flame and..

Where were those images coming from? When he was with John, it was always heat and fire and stone and he didn't understand why...

But when John pressed his second finger in, and brushed against his prostate.. all other thoughts faded away. His eyes went wide.

"OHHH!" He groaned. "D-do it againn..p-please... what.. you just did."