You make a move

Finally in the safety of your home, you decide to make a move even before you both got inside.

You extended your hand and grabbed his crotch.

"Are you sure you're average, because I'm feeling something quite large over here?" you remarked as you palmed him through his pants.

Ryan gasped as he felt himself grow hard in your hand. He reached down to push your hand away but you swat it away.

"Nope," you scold him, "Hands on the dash."

He groaned in frustration but followed anyway, letting himself get lost in the sensations.

With your other hand, you traced your fingers down his heaving chest, stopping briefly at each nipple to toy with them with your fingers. You continued your way down and stopped at the hem of his jeans, unbuttoning them with one hand as the other continued to grab and squeeze harshly against his genitals. You then unzipped him, revealing his clothed clock straining against a damp pair of blue boxers.

"You seem to be enjoying this quite a bit, Ryan. Do you want me to set this thing of yours free?" you asked as you continued your ministrations.