Malcolm's eyelid fluttered at the contact and he sucked in a breath.

"You...you can't really do anything... wrong," he said breathlessly.

He took Raylan's hand.

"Here, let me show you something..." he said softly, wrapping Raylan's hand around both their cocks, then his own hand over top of it, guiding it in a slow, experimental stroke and then another.

He looked up at Raylan's face.