And, apparently, the Italian found the hairs quite pleasant, with the way his hands trail over Jay's chest and he was still kissing him, sucking and nibbling on the other man's lower lip and he just lets go to brush the shirt from Jay's shoulders, but then he stepped back in, grinding his erection against Jay's when he kissed him again.<br/><br/>And indeed, one hand slowly moving down, along Jay's masculine chest and then he started to undo his pants. He undid the belt. He toyed with the zipper for a while, teasingly so, pulling softly on it with a smirk on his lips. Jay sure as hell could feel the teasing smirk against his own lips while the kiss lasted on. Andrea moaned softly into the kiss, nipping on Jay's bottom lip while he pulled the zipper down and once that was accomplished he reached down, right into the pants stroking the other man's hard shaft with skilled, practiced strokes. He knew it, after all, what men wanted.<br/><br/>His other hand still resting against the back of Jay's head, his fingers curling into the man's hair while they kissed and he broke it just for a moment, just for a low whisper, in Italian. "Molto bello, Signore.."