[His butt really is the place on his body with the most real estate to grip.

That gets a snorting laugh out of him. Kyle lets go and rolls away to check out said drawer, raising his brows at all the stuff.]

Jesus, dude, get lonely much? [Not that he's complaining. He grabs the plainest lube he can find - no banana scent here, thank you very much - and a condom. He sits up a bit and turns back, shaking his head.]

You're the only guy I've ever met who actually needs the jumbo size. Here, saddle up, this might take a little bit but I want you ready to go.