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slightly. “May I help you…relax, sir?” he asked again.
    Tayton’s chuckle gave Denny the confidence to smile more widely. He leaned forward, barely keeping back a groan as the plug moved inside him as a result.
    Tayton made no objection as Denny nuzzled against his crotch. Reaching out to Tayton with his tongue, Denny lapped gently at the hard shaft, rubbing his face against the other man’s skin in the process.
    Apparently, Denny hadn’t tried his master’s patience as far as he’d thought. Tayton separated them for a moment, but only to settle himself more comfortably on the bed with his head and shoulders propped up by several pillows. He obviously intended to enjoy a leisurely blowjob rather than merely come as fast as he could.
    Denny swiftly joined his lover on the bed and knelt between the other man’s knees. Dipping his head, he suckled gently around the very tip of Tayton’s cock, in just the way he knew the other man loved.
    Just as he hoped, Tayton’s hand moved to tangle into his hair once more and guide his movements, letting him be sure everything he did would please his lover as much as possible.
    “That’s right, sweetheart,” Tayton murmured to him. “Just like that.”
    Even after all this time, Tayton had never stopped teaching him, encouraging him to get better at everything he did. He never stopped telling him when he did something that pleased him, either. And Denny had never loved him more for that, than he did in those particular moments.
    Tayton’s words built into a slow steady stream of praise as Denny took him deep into his throat and worked the muscles that lined the tight channel around Tayton’s erection, just the way he’d been trained.
    Denny knew Tayton’s cock as well as he knew his own. He knew how to take him to the edge, only to pull back at the last moment and draw out his lover’s pleasure a little further.
    Denny’s jaw began to ache. His tongue grew sore. Bending over made it ever more difficult to ignore the plug inside him. But he still didn’t do anything that risked getting his master off. Staring up Tayton’s body, he merely drank in the sight of his lover, until Tayton suddenly motioned for him to stop.
    Pulling back, Denny ran his fingertips over his lips, unsure what could have possibly gone wrong.
    Tayton held out a hand to him. “Come here.”
    Denny put his hand in Tayton’s. Just a few seconds later, he found himself straddling the other man’s body. Tayton took the top off the bottle of massage oil that was still in Denny’s hand and guided him to pour a little over his master’s cock.
    Denny relaxed slightly as he watched Tayton spread the thick slippery liquid over the hard length. It wasn’t the end of the game, just half-time. And Tayton wanted to change ends for the second half. Denny couldn’t help but smile at the thought.
    “Plug,” Tayton prompted.
    Lifting himself off Tayton’s thighs, Denny reached behind himself with his free hand and extracted the plug. He’d barely set it aside before Tayton guided him to lower himself down and slide onto his master’s erection.
    Denny gasped. The plugs weren’t even close to the size of Tayton’s cock. Being relaxed enough to keep the shaped plastic inside him wasn’t the same as being opened enough for his lover’s erection. He stilled, eyes closed, head bowed as he waited for his body to adjust and accept the new, larger intrusion.
    “That’s right, pet.” Tayton’s hands rested on either side of Denny’s waist, the heat from his palms soaking into Denny’s skin. “We’ve got all the time in the world.”
    Denny nodded. He was vaguely aware of the bottle of massage oil, still in his hand, but he didn’t have the coordination to reach out and set it on the bedside table.
    Moments stretched out into minutes. Eventually, the way Tayton’s hands rested on Denny’s sides changed. Fingertips pressed more firmly against him, nudging him into movement.
    Slowly at first, Denny