He gasped softly, the slight touch of the man's fingers against his nipple sending a shiver through his form.  Soon, that hand was cupping his cheek gently, his blue eyes never leaving Marcus' face as the man encouraged him more.  "Okay."  The boy's voice just barely above a whisper as his eyes moved down once more.  The older man had pushed his hand back where Peter wrapped his fingers around the thick girth once more.  He immediately began to stroke it again, the slick fluid making his movements easier as both his hand and the man's shaft became coated in it.<br/><br/>What Marcus said was true.  He liked it...probably more than he realized.  While he continued to stroke the man's shaft, he leaned in once more, nuzzling the furry chest a bit until Peter ventured a risk.  His lips parted as his eyes closed.  He leaned in to give a hairy patch of skin between the man's pecs a long lick before kissing it softly.  The feel of the hair tickled his lips and nose, but he loved it.  Peter nuzzled his cheek against the hairy skin before licking another patch of skin...then another.  His motions were awkward, and a few times, his teeth grazed the skin in an unintentionally pleasant way.