Faster and harder he thrusts (it's getting quite hot under all these clothes).

He bends down to lick off the sweat gathered between his shoulder blades.

And then he slides one hand down Jay's stomach and between his thighs. The satin is smooth, the rings on his fingers are cool. With nimble fingertips, he traces along the edge of the cock ring, at the same time stroking his swollen flesh.

Still thrusting.