Two fingers, even spread like that, were not even close to as big as he was. He could have tried to add a third, but it sounded like John wanted to try to take him.

If that was what he wanted....

He pulled his fingers back and slathered on a good amount of lube in his hand. he stroked himself a few times, spreading the lube around and getting him nice and achingly hard, dripping for what was going to come next.

He put on hand on John's hip, the other on held himself. He pressed his head against John's entrance, testing, teasing, not pushing in quite yet, in case it was still too much.