No, he likes to watch.

"That's okay, I'm saving it for later today," d'Artagnan replied, "but I'd love to watch."

"Why don't you roll over," Aramis said to Porthos. "that way d'Artagnan can see my cock stretching out your ass."

Porthos did as he was asked, going to his elbows and knees on the narrow bed, his legs just wide enough to keep him stable, reaching back with one hand to spread his ass and show off his hole to both of them. Aramis couldn't help himself -- he had to lick Porthos's balls, run his tongue over the coarse hairs and suck them into his mouth, one after the other. fHe seized his tongue back and forth, feeling the texture with his tongue, using one hand to gently tug the heavy sac towards himself. Try though he might, Aramis simply couldn't get the whole thing in his mouth.

Porthos was rocking back and forth a bit, showing Aramis how badly he wanted it, and with a final lingering swipe of his tongue up and over Porthos's hole, Aramis leaned back.