The arm around Eli's waist moved so James could press his palm to the boy's cheek. He let his eyes fall closed, savoring the closeness of Eli's forehead against his. His breath was growing heavier and his voice rougher.

"It's okay," he assured, rubbing his thumb gently against Eli's cheek. "Don't fight it. I want you to cum for me."

God, how he wanted it. To that end, he squeezed his fingers a little tighter and quickened the pace. Knowing that he's the first person to touch Eli like this, to make him squirm and writhe, to draw those sweet sounds from his lips... It's such a powerfully erotic thing. And all he can do is keep rubbing their cocks together and cant his head to press his lips against his student's once more.