The rhythm Eddy had set was almost meditative, a pattern he could easily follow without much thought, though there wasn't much thinking happening anyway, other than how good it felt and how sweet Luke sounded, moaning like that in Eddy's ear.<br/><br/>Eddy kissed along the boy's throat, his hips rolling ceaselessly, creaking the bed just slightly. It was a firm mattress on a sturdy frame, not liable to make noise unless Eddy really put his back into it. But he was in no rush.<br/><br/>Luke arched into him, squirming and clinging, the hard length of his cock poking and rubbing against Eddy's gut. Eddy grinned at the feeling of it, the insistence, and he kissed a line up to Luke's ear so he could nibble at the lobe.<br/><br/>It didnt take long at all for the boy to grow restless with it. His legs shifted against Eddy's sides, clamping to pull Eddy close, his hands clinging, pawing at Eddy's back, shoulders, sides, searching for some magical button that could make the old man go faster.<br/><br/>Eddy could ignore him. He could continue at this pace for hours if he wanted, he's done so in the past. There was no way Luke could overpower him, no way his skinny arms and legs could force Eddy's heavy body to move, to push away or pull closer. All Luke could do was cling and beg, and god did he do it so prettily.<br/><br/>"<i>More... please..." </i>Luke whimpered, and Eddy smiled at the desperation, the pleading, the modesty as if Eddy's throbbing cock wasnt already inside the boy. It sent something hot and dark through Eddy, slipping down his spine and coiling in his groin, gripping his balls in a delicious vice.<br/><br/>"Please what?" Eddy asked as he grinned down at Luke's flushed face, delighting in his shyness like the lecherous old man that he was. "You gotta tell me what you want, babydoll. I cant give it to you if you dont tell me."