"Y-yes." Iestyn did as directed and worked in the second finger, feeling the way Henry felt different to doing it to himself. The way Henry was reacting was pretty hot too, the way his voice shivered like that- damn. He kept going, feeling Henry loosening for him, and moved up so he could fumble with his other hand to get his pants off.
"Are you ready?" he asked, stepping out of his trousers and underpants, taking his own dick in his hand to give it a few strokes.