Finally, finally, Isaac touched him, and he gasped with the momentary relief of it. There, god, that was what he needed, those strong confident hands on him. The warmth, the motion, it felt fantastic, better than anything they’d done before, and he moaned, hands clenching into fists. “Yes, please, more, just like that … ” he begged, lifting and trying to shove more of his length into those glorious hands.