Amit's hands, small yet powerful, work with a precision that belies his age. He strokes with purpose, his grip firm, his rhythm steady. His friend's cock pulses in his hand, a testament to his skill. Amit leans in, his breath hot on the sensitive tip, his tongue darting out to taste the pre-cum beading there. His friend gasps, a sound that spurs Amit on, his hands moving faster, his mouth now a warm, wet haven for the cock he's desperate to please.