Derrik was grinning from ear to ear.  The teasing was doing a number on the boy, and that was the intended effect.  He wanted to turn him on, to bring him to the point of begging and then still not give it to him.  He adored the small whimpers he heard, music to his ears.<br/><br/>He noticed Brandon's fingers grasping at the wall in antsy desire.  Did he want to touch the older man...or himself?  Either way, it'd get him in deep shit.  The boy must have been going wild.  Derrik knew how a young male could be...especially in this position...hormones running wild...his body telling him one thing while the man ordered another.<br/><br/>The older man's hand pressed gently on the blond's lower back, rubbing softly before trailing upward and tracing the boy's spine.  He made it all the way to Brandon's head which he firmly pushed forward, his head turning to press his cheek against the wall.  Derrik thrust his hips forward, pushing Brandon's hips forward and smashing him fully against the wall as well.<br/><br/>More whimpers came, the body begging.  Derrik's hand remained on the back of Brandon's head, holding it firmly while his other moved to the boy's hip, his index finger toying with the thin strap of the bikini underwear.  He continued to slowly grind his groin into the begging ass.  The man could hardly wait to sink his cock between those rounded cheeks...the sounds Brandon would make...watching as he buried himself deep inside the boy.  He wasn't the biggest in that department, his length above average but not overly so.  The most impressive part of that particular area of his body was the girth...easily as thick as a beer bottle.  He'd had many turn him down because of it...and it made him chuckle.