You think you can do it, and make sure Daddy's satisfied?

[Theo's hard as a rock now, grinning through a bitten lip as he nuzzles up against Oliver's neck; he pulls away only to slouch back in his seat, pushing his hips to the edge of it and to withdraw his arm from around Oliver. There's enough room in this lofty vehicle to do the dirty, the partition screen keeping them in some semblance of privacy though he's not thinking about that just yet. Instead he's thumbing down the zipper of his trousers, slipping sidelong on the bench of the seat to put his back to it and lift his leg up in the air. Not bottom behavior. Daddy behavior..]

Come up close, get between my legs and show Daddy just how good you are with your cock. He's waiting.