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“And have you been selling his ass?” Oscar’s fingers went higher, pinching Chris’s nipples and tugging at them.
“Of course I’ve been selling his ass, but it’s getting to be a headache managing all the sluts’ schedules. I didn’t go into this to be a secretary.”
“Which brings us to why we are here now.” Mickey sat next to Jay, a drink in his hand.
Jay snapped his fingers. “Chris, come here.”
Without letting his relief show, Chris stepped away from Oscar and sat next to Jay, who placed his palm above Chris’s knee.
“How are you involved in all of this?” Tobias asked Mickey.
“I saw Chris’s photos on an app and recognized him. I wasn’t going to pass on an opportunity like that.”
Tobias frowned. “He had clear photos on an app?”
“Heavens no. I recognized the small scar on his thigh.”
“My, your eyes are sharp,” Oscar said and sat next to Tobias on the couch.
Despite hating being talked about like he wasn’t there, Chris appreciated Mickey sticking to the truth as much as possible, lowering the chances of making a mistake.
“Forgive us for being a bit taken aback,” Oscar told Jay. “Last time we saw lovely Chris, he was a popular member.”
“It’s fine, as long as you remember he’s no longer a member.” Jay pulled back Chris’s skirt and spread his legs, giving a clear view of his cock.
Chris kept his demeanor stoic, but it wasn’t easy. He tried telling himself that Jay knew what he was doing, but he wasn’t convinced.
Oscar watched him with glee in his eyes, nibbling on his lower lip. He had gained weight since Chris last saw him, and the gel in his hair still didn’t fit his age.
“I’m assuming we’re here because you have a proposition,” Tobias said.
“Hold on now. Are you in a hurry?” Jay’s hand moved along Chris’s inner thigh, rubbing against his balls.
“No one’s in a hurry,” Oscar said, “and there’s no other place I’d rather be.”
Jay moved from brushing against Chris’s balls to stroking his cock, causing him to get hard in less than a minute. He struggled to keep quiet but wasn’t sure if he even should. Robert and Kim had been clear about how he should act when presenting him to others.
Jay whispered, “Show them how much you like me touching you.”
Instructions. Good. He could work with that.
Chris leaned his head back and let out a slow, soft moan.
“That’s right.” Jay’s hand moved up and down Chris’s cock, his thumb brushing against his slit. “You like to put on a show for your betters, don’t you?”
“Yes, sir.”
Jay shifted on the couch and slipped his other hand between Chris’s legs, right beneath his balls. He massaged the skin between the scrotum and ass cheeks, his movements firm and thorough.
“You’re torturing me,” Oscar whined.
“Then it’s good I’m not letting you touch him. Feeling how hot and wet he is down there would’ve killed you.”
“Oh God. You’re a cruel man.”
Jay’s fingers slipped deeper, forcing Chris to raise his legs. The sounds escaping his throat were anything but fake, although he hated every second of it.
“Good,” Jay whispered in his ear.
