Oh, that was interesting. So Jack let him top. He had taken Jack for more of a dominant sort, which hardly bothered him - Kirk himself was a switch, more than anything. He enjoyed the positions that gave his partners pleasure, though from time to time he did have his demands. Bottom, top, it hardly mattered to him so long as they both enjoyed themselves.
But those were thoughts for later. What mattered was right now, Jack's lips against his ear, their cocks between his fingers.
"You're supposed to be impressing me, Jack," he rumbled in return, squeezing with his thighs. "So which do you think I want right now?"