Patrick smiled. "Yes, but as I said, sixteen year olds are only interesting while in school." He remembered all too well how he acted in school. He wouldn't tolerate his younger self at this point in his life.
He could feel Dale relaxing, and smiled against his skin. He loved it when sex could be so simple and uncomplicated.
"Who me?" he asked, with a grin, but he knew he could get really bossy. He waited for Dale to get into bed, and as soon as he did, Patrick rolled on top of him. "Come to my house, let me top. You are the trusting type," he said, before starting to kiss him while his hand moved over the man's chest, making sure not to get too close to the scars. He didn't want to accidentally hurt him.