Matt likes to think of himself of someone who has control. Always, in every way. Meditation. Martial arts. The court. Maybe a little in his sex life, too.

Not with Tim around. They've only been dating officially for a while, but Tim knows just how to unravel him with his mouth. He has pretty high stamina, but Tim's got a way with deep throating. Every time he feels his cock hit the back of his throat his breath hitches and he lets out a tiny moan, unable to help himself. His fingers tighten around Tim's hair, hips moving up and into the other's face slowly, by instinct only.

"God, Tim, don't stop."