"I want to, I want to," Thomas said emphatically, nodding. He looked down at his hand, at the fingers Krem had pressed against the front of his shorts. He knew that it'd be different than what Krem had just done to him, that he couldn't just use what he'd felt and apply it here but that didn't matter. He wanted to try.

"What should I do?" he asked, leaning up and pressing a kiss against the underside of Krem's chin and down his throat. "You don't need to give me step by step guidance, just...what kinds of things do you like. Besides kissing. Kissing I'm going to do."