His fingers are blunter, rougher than Emma's or Jean's...but they treat him with the same amount of consideration. There's none of the harsh, sadistic pulling or tweaking that some of his meaner tricks used to do.
The sight of Logan's cock makes his breath come back, quickening. He'd always been blindfolded, for obvious reasons; the sight of an erect cock other than his own is still a revelation. As well as how much he enjoys drinking in the sight, and knowing that Logan's hard for him.
"Sounds...sounds amazing. Meantime..."
His hands go straight to Logan's ass as the jeans drop away from it. Hard, hairy globes of muscle and flesh, the feel of them seems to travel through his skin and go directly to his cock as his own pants fall away.