Henry wouldn't say that he wasn't curious what the first best feeling, but he didn't ask. If Reeve wanted to tell, he would tell. He was sure that he was lucky to have gotten as much as he had out of him. "Well I'm happy for you. You're no longer the wondering virgin that everyone wanted to fuck." Though he was sure he'd forever be the cock tease, without even knowing it.
"Come on, you've known her almost all your life." Henry too for that matter, "You don't think she'd be into it? That she'd want to see someone else bring you pleasure, and see it written all over your face?" He stepped forward again. He wanted to touch him, but didn't. Instead let his body heat do the telling. "And besides, I think that's more a question a boyfriend should ask a girlfriend, not one someone who wants to fuck her boyfriend should ask."