Nicholas slapped a grip onto Polar Bear’s shoulder. “Pleasestop it and control yourself. He made his choice and it willbe respected.”
“Fuckrespect. This boy is a meanfucking tease. Where’s hisrespect for me?” Polar Bear continued to struggle against my clenched crack, wet with his precum.
Nicholas sighed and grabbed him, pulling him away from me. “I didn’t want it to have to come to this, but you are no longer invited here. Leaveand never return.”
“Fuckyou, Nick.” He gave me the death stare, and his intense emotions shook his body. His lips tightened, and his round cheeks reddened more deeply. “Worthless piece of shit, this kid is. I’ve had better, anyway.”
Nicholas grabbed Polar Bear’s clothes and shoved them against his chest. “Get dressed and leave. Now.” His eyes burned like coal in a different way. He’d been angry with me before, but I sensed a different form of anger this time around.