“W-wh-what about you?” Summer forced out, unbearably sensitive and writhing under his boyfriend’s talented hands. He /wanted/, fascinated by the repeated orgasms, by the way his new body was reacting, but there was some element missing, and he wasn’t entirely sure what it was. The blowjob had come /very/ close, though.
“What about me? This is all about you exploring your new body, Summer — I can wait.” He smiled and tightened his fist, ever so slowly speeding up his movements as he watched him. “What’s wrong?”
He fisted his hands in the sheets, bucking slightly. “D-don’t know. Nothing? I don’t know.”