"It wasn't really a question." He shouldn't get a thrill from watching someone react so strongly to him. It was all sorts of wrong, but his ego didn't care and neither did his cock from the way it twitched against the constraints of his jeans. "Then stop talking and fuck me already." He was still loose from the first round.
He closed his eyes and pushed against Dale's hand. "Fuck should. This feels good."
If Dale wanted to kiss, he wouldn't complain, at least not if they actually got to the fucking, because now that he wanted it, he refused to stop.