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“Yes. Your cock, Sir.”

“Only mine.” I wash the front of him too, then turn off the water.

When we get out, I dry him off, wanting to take care of him after the gift he gave me earlier, then hand him a towel so my boy can do the same for me.

“Go kneel beside the bed,” I instruct.

“Yes, Sir.” He nearly runs out of the bathroom, making my lips pull into a smile. He has me feeling things I’d never expected. I want him every moment of every day, and if he’ll allow me, I’ll have him. I have to remind myself that he’s young, that he deserves to experience more and figure out what he wants, but the possessive part of me wants to tie him to my bed and never let him go.

I walk into my room, and there he is, on his knees for me like I asked. He’s hard. It doesn’t take much to get him that way, which is something else that makes me smile.

I don’t stop moving until I’m standing in front of him. “Lower… Kiss my feet.”

He grins, clearly pleased with the command.

Jay bends beautifully, ass in the air, pressing his lips to the top of my left foot.

“Again. Kiss it all over, then the other one. Use your tongue too. You can be my little puppy for a minute. Show me how excited you are to see me.”

His wet tongue laps at the top of my foot. He alternates between kisses and licks, not leaving any skin untouched, even sucking my big toe into his mouth, which I feel in my balls.

“Good boy,” I tell him when he’s done cleaning me with his tongue. “Now work your way up. Worship me. I promised you my cock, but I also want you to earn it.”

“I will, Sir! I’ll earn it from you.”

I have to bite down on my cheek, wanting to throw him on the bed and take him right now, but I force myself to be patient as he works his way up my shin, to my knee, up my thigh, and then treats the other leg to the same pleasure.

When he’s finished, Jay pushes his nose into my balls and pulls in deep breaths.

“I wish you hadn’t showered, Sir.”

“Next time I won’t. Lick them, take them into your mouth. I want to see you stuffed with my nuts.”

He laps at them first, then stretches wide, trying to fit them both inside. My dick twitches in response at seeing this pretty man on his knees, worshipping my balls like they bring him all the happiness in the world.

“Good boy.” I tangle my hand in his hair and tug, watch him wince, but he doesn’t pull back, doesn’t let me go. “Open.” I smack his cheek softly this time, and he stops sucking on my nuts. I aim my cock at his mouth and thrust forward. He instantly gags as I fuck into his face, treating it like it’s his ass. “Such a good hole for me. Letting me fuck your pretty face and make you cry. Seeing you with tears for me is the most beautiful thing in the world.”

His nails dig into my thighs as he gags and chokes on my dick, his eyes sayingmore, more, more.

I ease out and smack him across the face, see his dick jerk in response. I grab his hair again and tilt his head back so he’s looking up at me.

“Open,” I order again, and he does without hesitation. Bending forward, I get close to his mouth, then spit inside. Jay’s eyes roll back in pleasure, a soft plea pulling from his throat. “Swallow, then open again.” He does, and I spit in his mouth again, then push my fingers inside, fucking him with two of them and watching him eagerly gag for those too.

“Jesus, you are the most perfect boy I’ve ever had.” Jerking my fingers out, I push him closer to me so I can rub my balls all over his face. He’s a mess of tears and saliva, my nuts spreading it around even more.

“Thank you…thank you, Sir,” he mumbles, blissed out and lost in the sex.

I lift him to his feet and crash our mouths together, feel his smaller body against mine, cupping his ass and then spanking itwhile I take his mouth with my tongue. I’ve never been much of a kisser, but I enjoy kissing him, tasting his tears and his unique flavor and losing myself to him.

He rubs his needy body against me. My fingers slip between his ass cheeks, seeking out his hole. Jay spreads his legs as I rub his rim and push the tip of a dry finger in despite the tightness.

I grab the bottle of lube from the nightstand, then lead him toward the sliding glass doors of my balcony. It faces the woods, but there are walking trails back here too.

“First, I’m going to eat this tight little ass of yours, and then I’m going to fuck it, right here where anyone walking by can see. They’ll look up and know I own you. That you’re my sub, my boy, willing to spread your ass for me anywhere.”

“I am, Sir…anywhere. I want you so much…all the time. You make me feel like I can fly.”

A wave of pleasure runs the length of me, hearing his words and knowing he makes me feel the same. “You give me that too.” I bite the spot where his shoulder meets his neck, and Jay calls out my name.

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