Eddy almost laughed, the faintest traces buried in his voice.  Luke listened, enjoying the deep roll of words off the man's tongue, until he felt Eddy's hand find its way into his hair.  The thick fingers curled, tugged gently but still enough to prickle his scalp, and Luke's focus was instantly centered.  He sat up straighter, back arched into the touch and eyes wide.<br/><br/>The words were utterly tantalizing-- the way Eddy spoke, the way his grip held Luke there so easily, the way he looked down at him with that smile...  Oh, Luke was his.  Luke would do whatever he wanted.<br/><br/>The boy smiled slowly, cheeks burning with a desire to please.  It was a bit of a character flaw, Luke had a hard time disappointing people, and that showed up in the bedroom sometimes too... But here, Eddy wasn't ordering him to do anything he didn't already want to do.  So Luke was more than happy to comply.<br/><br/>His hands found their way to Eddy's cock, lightly caressing the shaft, just exploring.  Luke kissed the man's hips, working a trail with his lips down to their destination; once there, he stroked the head with a finger before replacing the meandering touch with his tongue.  Pink and wet, it slid over the hardening length, a luxurious lick that then turned into Luke parting his lips and taking Eddy in.<br/><br/>Just a little at a time...  He continued to stroke around the base, petting the soft nest of hair and reaching below to touch the rest.  His mouth was hot, a searing heat that surrounded Eddy, tongue pressed up beneath as he began to shift up and down.  Slowly, softly, Luke began to suck Eddy's cock, and he relished the feel of the man in his mouth.  He was mild as a lamb, ready and more than willing, and he glanced up at Eddy to gauge his approval.