The introductory swipe was tentative but soon Billy was painting his entire cock with saliva. Tom squirmed from the intense heat of the boy’s juicy tongue. This wasn’t right. This shouldn’t be happening. But Billy had been right: there was no other way to appease Donny. Right now the scoundrel had the phone focused on them, his finger on the trigger. With merely a sneeze that digit could flex and send the damning evidence of his assignations with Dottie to their respective spouses. Gay sex Brewster and Mom’s account. All’s I have to do is press one little icon and they see it all. Think about what both of them will do when they find out what you’ve been doin’ with Dottie before you come threatening me.”Tom froze. He knew the little bastard had him by the balls. His affair with Dottie would be the ruination of the both of them. “One touch, just one touch and it’s all over. And my finger’s a little twitchy right now,” Donny taunted him. “Now get your clothes off.”Suppressing his anger Tom reluctantly followed Donny’s orders, although never taking his evil eye off the deceptive boy. Shoes, socks, shirt and pants scattered about the floor. “All of it!” Donny commanded. Tom stood tall, puffed out his chest
