Greg held Theo's penis in his hand, still kissing him, and finally noting that the erection was not getting harder or larger, but staying slightly flaccid. He kissed Theo roughly and pulled back to look into Theo's face. There was strain there, pinching Theo's features. Greg squeezed his fingers again, but stopped sliding, stopping all of the movement.
He grew still, holding Theo to make him grow still as well. He gave a heavy sigh, "This is not happening for you, is it? I'm sorry, love," he said putting his forehead to Theo's forehead, "Maybe we should just head home," he said, knowing he needed to stop trying for something that wasn't going to happen.