“That’s right, speak only when spoken to.”
RJ stood and grabbed the condom on the night table, opened it, and rolled it down his cock, leaving some play at the tip. “You haven’t been fucked real good in a while, have you? I’m going to make your prostate remember tonight.”
He studied Pad and noticed that Pad’s eyes focused on him, pleading in sexual frustration and anticipation. Pad’s breathing picked up.
“You listen to me. I’m going to fuck your ass. And I’m going to fuck it hard. If you cum before me. I will make you do something you don’t want to do. Do you understand?”
Pad nodded.
“I want you to verbalize, boy.”
“Yessir.”
“Yessir, what?”
“Yessir, please fuck me!”
RJ leaned over and whispered to Pad, “I’m not kidding. You better not fucking cum before me.”
Pad’s eyes grew wide. “Yessir.”