Tuck moaned and his hand reached out to grip Will's arm. "No name I'd rather call out," Tuck breathed as his arousal grew. He could feel orgasm building, the perfect lazy, late-night hand job. "You're so good," he breathed, and then his hand clenched around Will's arm and he tumbled over the edge. He cried out Will's name, his head flopping to the side, "Fuckkkkk, Will," he hissed. "God, I love you."