Once upon a time Eddy might have tossed Luke on the kitchen counters for this but his knees werent what they used to be and no amount of soft, cushiony rugs (and he had bought so many for Luke, staged strategically around the house) would change that fact.<br/><br/>But just like that Luke sat up on the very sturdy table (they've tested its durability several times) without complaint, a blush on his cheeks and a smile on his face as he opened his legs wide, easy as anything. He then lifted Eddy's shirt, showing his plump cock as it began to thicken in excitement. Luke was obscene, offering himself up like a feast, and Eddy was salivating.<br/><br/>Eddy only hummed in consideration at Luke's question, though his own excitement was evident in the straining tent of his boxers. He came over, movements still slow and slightly stiff, and shrugged off his godawful house robe so Luke could see all the tattoos he so adored. He placed the robe on the back of a chair before taking a seat and scooted close.<br/><br/>He placed his hands on each of Luke's knees, and gently, but firmly, pushed them wider, making the boy feel the stretch in his thighs and groin.<br/><br/>"There we go," Eddy rumbled with a pleased smile, "you're gorgeous, babydoll."<br/><br/>Then, without preamble, Eddy ducked his head down and meanly scraped his bearded cheek along Luke's left leg, from the inner thigh outwards to the knee. He finally trimmed his beard in the months they've been dating, paying Precious' cousin to neaten it up so he seemed more like a lumberjack and less like a wild caveman. His last appointment had been a few days ago, enough for the stubble on his cheeks to come in rough and scratchy.