He wasn’t very hard to carry, I doubt he weighed more than a buck twenty. He sat straddling me and put his arms around my neck. “I think it’s time we go get Wes.”
Oren looked as if he’d forgotten the other boy was there. I grinned and pulled out the blindfold next. “Wes?” I asked. We’d made up some bullshit and rushed home. Together they made for a quite the scene. He pulled me to our playroom. The tightness of the shorts also helped for the purposes of the punishment, stretching him as his balls were squeezed. “I cumming!” Oren squealed, “I’m…!”
“Cum inside me!” Wesley begged, “Please, oh God please cum inside me Oren! But after his little ‘surprise’ I’ve been able to get him out of his shell a little more. “Just out of curiosity, are you experimenting with other men or BDSM?”
“Both.” He answered as Oren unstrapped him, “Oren made it sound so good. His stomach muscles were clenched tight and just like usual he was blushing deeply.
