Frank glanced and saw the string of condoms. "Jesus," he breathed, laughing softly. He snatched them away from Billy and laughed some more, draping them across his chest.

It was better like this, of course, but Frank's only other experience being inside someone was bare. He didn't say anything about it, because that sounded stupid as hell, and the condoms were right there, and the lube was in Billy's hand.

He took that from him too, and slicked up his fingers. "Maybe just some encouraging words."