"First time with him," he murmurs, slipping one hand into the water and lifting Neil's leg against his hip. He can feel them both, hard and rubbing together with each roll of their hips, and this is something else that he and Tom had done that day, out here in the open without a care for who might see them.

He smiles and grazes his teeth against Neil's lower lip, capturing it for a second and biting gently before he releases it. "I don't top all the time. I'm... flexible."