"Spice and hot?" God, the kid was too much. He couldn't remember ever saying things like this. By age eighteen, he already knew what to say and when.
"You're eighteen, you can come by me looking at you," he said, chuckling. "Why? Do you want me to stop jerking you off? But I'm warning you, I'm not going to last a lot longer." He would have come a while ago if he weren't being so careful.