There is certainly nothing subservient about Jon, scowling up at Jean-Claude with his lips wrapped around his cock, knee-jerk irritation at being told what to do - even when it's for his own good. The touch of Jean-Claude's hand so close to his own cock feels obscene and Jon swallows him deeper just because he can, jaw flexing under the touch.

But after a moment he does follow the instructions, pulling off long enough to say, "I do know how to give a blowjob." Before taking the wet, glistening tip of Lean-Claude back into his warm mouth. Jon's thumb strokes along the underside, slick with his own spit, while he bobs shallowly on the length, tongue curling and lapping against the contours as though trying to map it.