[Wade's not really a planner, he just falls face or ass first into everything. The question makes his cock pulse against Nate's in his hand.] That's one way.

Or you can get on your hands and knees. But this way you can decide how fast we go... [So maybe in that way it's slightly better. A now oiled finger gives Nate a little reach around, prodding until he finds his hole, pressing against it teasingly.] Unless you want to fuck me? I'm not that particular.