[He hums contentedly, very happy with those sounds, those responses, and how very good Sam's being about letting him have control.] Good boy. You're really being very, very good. You get a reward for that, you know. [Murmuring softly, lips moving against the velvety head of Sam's cock, and slowly curving into a wide smile before opening wide so he can take that lovely fat cock into his mouth and swallow it down, right to the root, knowing how much more intense it will be for him, tied up and in the dark.]