"Me? Nah. I'm a good boy, through and through."

"That so?" The daddy grins, leaning in all the closer. "That's a fine piece of news."

You blink. "Oh?" He's a little overpowering, but so masculine and dominant it's making you shiver a little.

"Yeah." The daddy's lips move close to your ear. "Good boys are obedient, and like to make daddy happy, don't they?"

He takes your wrist, and presses the palm of your hand against his crotch. He's hard in his jeans. You swallow.

"Daddy needs a good boy right now," the older man says. He presses his hard-on against your hand. "An obedient boy who knows what to do with this. Does boy know what to do with this?"