"Mmm." Dorian was thoughtful. He stopped moving, and glanced down at Bull's thick, grey cock in his palm. Dorian nibbled at his lip, considered, and then decided against trying to get is mouth around it. He wasn't certain he was up to that quite yet -- especially when he was worried how undignified it would be to try and end up with watering eyes and a coughing fit.

It was a pity, because he'd liked sucking, in the past. But Bull was ... in his own league.

He let his imagination wander, focusing on the feel of his cock, caught against Bull's thigh and throbbing for more contact.

"What if I asked you to roll over? Lay on your belly, on the sofa?"