A grin drew over Gareth's lips as he saw how eager Anel was getting at this point. He could tell he wanted him to fuck him, but it was greatly amusing him to keep teasing the poor boy, knowing he could do nothing about the burning need that was building up. Hell, he<em>could</em>stop now... untie Anel, tell him he was finished for the night and leave... leave him here craving so badly, to think about him for the next few days...<br/><br/>No. Anel could get him in trouble if he left now, banned from the house... then he'd never get this opportunity again. The chances were pretty high that for going as far as he had<em>already</em>gone he might not be allowed here for a very, very long time. He knew what he was doing was wrong, and that he probably wouldn't be allowed to buy himself out of it. He was going to be in trouble whether he let go of Anel now, or pushed forward - he might as well go all the way.<br/><br/>Licking his way slowly along Anel's aching erection, he carefully drew his fingers out after having stretched him gently. With a sly smirk, he shifted himself carefully so he was braced on both arms over Anel, looking down at him, his voice a low whisper as he looked in the boy's eyes challengingly.<br/><br/>"Do you want me, Anel?" His body wasn't touching Anel's, but they were close enough together that he could feel the heat of Anel's body, the sensation of being so close but not touching exciting in itself. He deliberately kept himself just out of touching distance, if Anel arched up, he lifted himself slightly to prevent them from touching, if he sank back down, he lowered himself as well, wanting to stay tantalizingly close.<br/><br/>"Do you?"