We locked lips for a moment and he slid her fingers down my stomach and to my crotch, curled his soft digits around my member, stroking my flesh through the fabric of my boxers. It felt good, but it was teasing touch. I couldn't feel the warmth of his hand, the silkiness of his skin and I was already quite agitated. He pouted when I broke the kiss without giving him any tongue, but my body needed attention and relief.