Ferrol caught a glimpse of Brian's actions and his mind, already in the gutter, freely imagined that mouth sucking on other more interesting things. His back arched slightly at the invasion, breath releasing into a groan even as his cock throbbed.
He jerked back, feeling Brian's finger go further in at the movement. Gods, he was so hard. Ferrol took a deep breath, making the effort to relax a little, knowing it would go better if he was a little relaxed.
He gasped and groaned, the muscles of his jaw clenching at the warring sensations of pain and pleasure. The one hand holding the bar tightened and then relaxed slightly. Brian filled him, stretched him, and it felt good after a moment.
"Can be tighter," Ferrol assured him in a deep, husky voice, clenchign slightly around Brian. Taunting, almost.