And maybe it was just that tent in the other man's pants that caused the almost wicked smile on the Italian's lips. And it probably was the reason to sway his hips some more, in an even more seductive manner than before. He loved to play with them. He loved to tease them until they finally gave in to their desires. His hands roaming over that toned chest, freely so, down to his hipbones and a little further down, between his legs and then back up, but he does keep his gaze upon his client.<br/><br/>And when he started to undo the buttons on his Jeans, it was so very, very slowly. Painfully slow, almost, in unison with his movements. He had taken a step or two closer to the other man, between his legs maybe, just a step away from the couch. One button after the other was opened, slowly revealing a pair of black Calvin Klein briefs and..they didn't leave much to the imagination. The Italian was quite nicely equipped down there, the briefs tight over the buldge.<br/><br/>His Jeans were down soon, dropped and taken off with fluid movements which didn't interrupt his dance. The young man's legs were long and athletic, muscles just in the right places and ending in a firm rear, neatly covered by the black fabric. There was not an inch of fat on the man's body, apparently. And he turned around, slowly so, giving Jay quite the great view of his backside, He crouched down, resting one hand on the floor,and circling his hips, grinding almost while he looked over a shoulder to watch the man's reaction. Of course, Andrea's gaze kept travelling down to the other man's erection here and there.