“Okay,” the redhead said, frowning a little in concentration. He sat back up, for better control of his motions, and sped up a little, dragging the one finger in and out. After a little time it was clear that Isaac was relaxing, and Summer drew his finger out to add lube.
He lay sprawled out on his stomach, moaning as he lazily rocked back onto the finger thrusting in and out of him, fingers curling around the edges of the pillows. “Mmm, does it always feel like this for you? Girl you, I mean.” He mumbled and closed his eyes, before letting out a faint whine as Summer pulled away. “No…”
“I don’t think so,” Summer murmured, making sure his fingers were completely covered in lube. “The nerve endings aren’t the same? We’ll have to try it the other way round and I’ll let you know.” He set two fingers together and pressed in again.