Smirking when the man took hold of his length, Chris squeezed the length in his hand and edged forward, moving his hips before breaking the kiss to look at Toby. God, she was gorgeous as a woman, he had to say. The hair was a good touch-he liked Toby's hair long enough to run his fingers through and now it was long enough and then some.
He shoved against Elliot lightly, "Turn around, on your knees," He said, no room for discussion in his voice.