Justin's hips roll up and his eyes close, and JC never in a million years thought he'd see Justin open and abandoned like this. It's not even that sexual yet, Justin's still wearing jeans, and yet it is since half of sex is your head, and just the thought of Justin being willing to do this...

Mmm. JC can't help but press his own hips against Chris for a moment. He wonders what it would feel like skin to wool, thinks for half a second about buying a fleece for later, something to rub up on, or maybe, if this goes well and Justin and Chris want to play and share with him more often in the future, they could both fuck him against it. He'd like that, trapped between the different textures. Mmm, yeah... but he's got to help Chris and Justin now.

He scratches behind Chris' ear where he really liked it before and says, "Hey, hey, let me help."

He reaches for Justin's belt buckle, and Chris licks over his fingers for a moment.

"Yeah, Chris. Your boyfriend is so hot, isn't he? Like this? All sprawled and wanting? I'd find it hard to wait, too."

Chris huffs a bit, nudges insistently against his hand, then stretches his neck way out and nuzzles at the v where Justin's shirt is unbuttoned.

Justin gasps and says, "Chris, please." And JC quickly unbuckles the belt and eases open the top button of Justin's jeans.