Eddy understood-- his hand held fast, grip secure, and the first few thrusts were light, an introduction.  Luke would have smiled if he could, but instead he just let himself be led in motion, let Eddy set the new pace.<br/><br/>At the teasing questions, all Luke could do in response was a soft, muffled sound, a low moan that was trapped by Eddy's cock.  The noise vibrated against the thick rod, barely audible past his lips, but it was full of a resounding 'yes': yes, he did like it, yes, it felt great, yes, yes,<i>yes</i>...<br/><br/>The boy's face was hot, a dark flush underneath the freckles and residing mostly in his cheeks.  He was glad Eddy wasn't shoving him down, wasn't making him choke, instead using his strength to guide Luke and to help further the pleasure for both of them.<br/><br/>Eddy was big, big enough to easily reach the back of Luke's throat.  He didn't gag, but his throat did slightly tighten, just a barely-there graze of slickness that tugged at the man, drawing him further in.  Luke rested his hands on Eddy's thighs to help balance himself, preparing for more.