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Brett slaps Devon's thick ass. "Mmm!" Brett shouts as he squeezes Devon's cheeks. Devon loves the feeling of Brett digging his trimmed fingers into his meat pillows. "So...if you want to be a bad boy..." He spanks him again on each cheek. "...we will have problems." Brett spanks Devon's ass until it is red. "Anyway..." He ball taps Devon's perineum with his middle and ring finger. "...I have you by the literally balls." Devon can feel that Brett enjoys this too much...having another man by the balls, having control of his body..."IF you decide you like it rough, let me give a sample of what 'big bad boys' get in my workspace. Your safeword is asset. You hear that bitch? The only other thing i want to hear is my name."

"Yes, daddy...I mean..." Devon chokes up in fear.

"You know what? I like that. I'm your daddy now," Brett gives Devon a comforting ass rub. "I'll go easy on you this time." Brett takes off his clothes, save for his socks, garters, and tie. He pulls a bottle of lube from his desk, pours it on his index and middle and fingers Devon. Devon moans as the cold liquid spreads within the sliding and gear motions. "You don't know how bad I've wanted this," Brett clenches his teeth and smiles.

Brett instantly rams in Devons ass. Devon lets out a loud gasp like that of an 18 year old girl when a dick enters her pussy for the first time. Devon. Brett's balls and skinny legs fap against Devon's cake and well built legs. Devon's legs weaken.

"On your hands and knees, bitch!" Brett says slapping Devons ass. Devon does as instructed. Devon looks behind him as Brett wraps his legs around his calves. His height doesn't allow his knees to touch the ground. Embarrassed, Brett blushes and pouts. "Did I tell you to turn around?!" Devon turn around, trying not to laugh as the small man flops on top of him while suspended over the ground. Brett's body is like a floping fish against his body.

As they continue to fuck, Devon moans. "I'm gonna cum. I'm gonna cum!" Just before he ejaculates on the floor, Brett shouts.

"Hey bitch! I didn't give permission. You can cum after I cum in your ass." Brett face turns bright red. "If you say its ok..."

"Give me your seed, Orian! I want to have your babies!" Devon laughs, knowing he can't get pregnant.

"You asked for it," Brett shouts as he barely holds it it. After a few seconds. Brett lets out, what feel like, gallons of cum into Devon's hole. As soon as Devon feels the first shot hit his rectum, be can't help but cum in synch with Brett. Brett tries to kiss Devon, but his little body can't reach with his dick still inside Devon. Devon pulls him out and turns the tables. He pins down Brett. Brett, looks panicked, and surprisingly flips on top again. He lightly slaps Devon as Devon laughs. "Something you'll..." Brett goes in for a kiss during every pause. "...learn about me, Callahan,...is that I never...bottom....Got it?"

"I never top," Devon admits.

"You're just trying to taste this cum!" Brett says as he jerks his dick with Devon's juices on it. He playfully shoves his dick in Devon's face. Devon sneaks a lick. "Dressed and out of my office." Brett smiles. Devon get his clothes on. Brett doesn't both to put anything on. He opens the door and lets him out. Brett slaps Devon's ass on the way out. Devon looks back to see Brett leaning in the doorway. His cute devilish grin, garters hoisting his socks, now-loose tie, and glistening cock.

"Fuuuuck!" Devon thinks about how lucky he is.