Steve's not going to take his time, but he sure as hell isn't going to rush this either, finger working deep until he can feel Neil's ready for it, more than ready, and he glances down the line of his shoulder to watch as he takes Danny into his mouth, long and slow. He times it too, times the press of Neil's finger with the press of his own dick in, easing in all at once.

His head tips back as he releases a groan, hips pressed flush against Neil's. Even through the rubber, he can feel the sensation of tightness and heat. It's dulled slightly, but it's still there, and he doesn't linger long before starting to move, gentle and even thrusts, his eyes finding Danny's and holding in a heated gaze.