"No. I can't tell him." Caspar thought that Xavier was mad for even asking him that. He sighed heavily and then looked up at Xavier. "I keep thinking about you, though. How you feel."
Cepheus almost wanted to clap himself on the back for doing such a good job. But, he refrained. Instead, he reached around and slowly began to stroke James's cock, wanting to make him feel even better.
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