"Thought you'd like that." Will said, finger slipping deeper and trusting back and fourth, spreading the youth wider. With the other hand he reached for the fastenings of his own trousers, undoing them with a quick, practised movement, before adding a little more oil to his hand and sliding in a second finger.
Several moments seemed like hours, with his own desperation beginning to get the better of him, spreading his fingers quickly and trusting them again, once, twice, pouring the remaining oil over his cock and shifting closer, before drawing his fingers out.