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"It's okay," says Brett. "Let's go slow." Brett moves Devon's hand up and down his shaft. "Like this." Brett let's go and Devon's hand continues. The smooth long cock grows longer in his hand until it reaches close to 9 inches. Devon's mouth salivates. Brett sees the lust in his eyes. "You know...," Brett begins. Devon falls to his knees in front of Brett. "Hey, what are you...!" Devon furiously sucks every inch of Brett. Brett can't help but let out a pleasured moan. "Please stop! It feels too good!" Brett legs begin to weaken. Devon can't help himself and keeps sucking. "Dev...please!" Brett begs. "I'm gonna...I'm gonna...!" Brett fills Devon's mouth with his white liquid. Brett moans in high pitched tones as he puts his hands on Devon's strong shoulders. "...the hell you trying to do to me?" Brett catches his breath, but closes his eyes as if he finished a long run. "What a mouth!" Brett pats Devon's cheek as he swallows.

Devon looks up from under Brett's cock proudly. Brett squats down. "You missed some." He licks a drop of cum off of Devon's left cheek amd winks at him. They both zip their pants and head to the sink. "Suck me like that again, and you might just get a promotion."