Hold Sean against you and stroke his rod

You use one arm to pull Sean's slim body more snugly against yours. He rests his head on your shoulder and looks at you with those sweet, puppy-dog eyes. Your other hand slowly strokes his pecker.

"That feels... amazing," he whispers.

You tilt your head and kiss him. When you break the kiss, you murmur, "You're such a cutie." He blushes.

As your hand continues to work his pole, his breathing starts to deepen. He makes a visible effort to maintain his focus on his words. "How.. can I... reciprocate?"

You smile at him. "I'll think of something." You speed the motion of your hand, and Sean's higher brain functions are swept aside by lust. His breathing becomes a mixture of moans and pants. You unlock your arm from around him and slip your second hand down to tease his swollen balls with your fingernails. Sean's body stiffens and you can feel the sperm start to surge forward. He lets out a lustful cry as he shoots several jets up into the air. You've aimed him so that they land on his belly.

You clean him up with a cloth as his body tries to recover from the orgasm. His eyes refocus after a minute, and he looks expectantly at you. "What did you think of?"