Corbin sat on the bed and watched him as Quentin stripped for him and god he was just as hot almost naked as he was clothed, his eyes taking him in and god but he wants to touch him, so he does, leaning forward into that kiss with an eager moan, his cock already eager and ready for more. After a moment's hesitation he cups him through the fabric of his boxer briefs, at least before Quentin reminds him he should do otherwise.

"Oh... yeah alright..." He was sure he was right, but how was he supposed to kiss Mr. Beck while he was like that? But he does as requested, rolling over so he was on his hands and knees and looked back over his shoulder at the older man. "Um, like this?" Or did he want him with his head all the way down and his ass all the way up?