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“Yes, Sir. Thank you, Sir.”

I was about to sneak away, because I’m sure this is where the fucking and then snuggling and sleeping will happen, but that line makes me pause.

What’d George put on my boy?

Damn right I want to know.

After a few more minutes of that, George withdraws his hand and I hear him strip the glove off.

“Ass up, boy.”

I nearly giggle watching Declan struggle to get his knees under him. Once he’s up a little, though, George hooks one arm under Declan’s waist from the side and manhandles him, flips him onto his back.

I almost lean in too far but stop myself. Around the base of Declan’s cock and balls I spot something there. It takes me a moment but I realize it’s some sort of one-piece cockring, silicone or something, one section holding his balls and the other around his cock.

Ah.

Smart thinking, George. Smart thinking.

Declan’s cock is hard, dusky with blood, and even from my observation point I can see the shiny smear on the head where he’s been leaking all over himself.

“Good boy,” George coos.

He wraps one hand around Declan’s cock and moves so he can kiss him. Declan’s head comes up off the bed to meet him for the kiss, proving to me beyond any doubt that Declan’s all-in.

George squeezes Declan’s cock until the boy’s muffled moans turn to whines. More whispers between them, Declan’s bearing a decidedly whiny tone.

The sadist is having fun making the boy beg.

Good for him.

Then George sits up and I don’t move fast enough. Declan’s head turns my way and I realize he can see me. I lift a finger to my lips, keeping him silent, but I’m no longer worried about him holding back with George. I see the glazed, hungry look in his eyes, even from here. It makes me squeeze my thighs together and want to barge in there and ride Declan’s face while George fucks him.

But not tonight.

“Eyes on me, boy.”

Declan’s focus swivels to George. I wish I could watch the man’s blue eyes right now, but from the way Declan’s widen I realize George is starting to fuck him.

Bare.

Fuuuck.

George slowly presses forward while Declan’s whines turn my panties into a sodden mess. I don’t think I’ve ever seen porn as hot as this.

“Going to breed my good boy. That’s what you want, isn’t it?”

“Yes, Sir!”

Once George is completely buried inside Declan, he reaches down and unties Declan’s legs. The whole time, Declan’s attention is on George, my presence already forgotten.

That’s okay. The boy’s earned tonight, and damn sure earned his reward.

Because if George is still a good man at his core, hewillreward the boy when all is said and done despite me playfully trying to nudge him toward using tease and denial.

With Declan’s needy whines, George’s smile widens. “I know, baby. I know. Sir’s going to make it all better for you. Clench your ass around me.”

They both moan, so I’m assuming he does.