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“Oh, fuuuuck…” A loud rush of air leaves my lungs as one of the most powerful orgasms I’ve ever had overtakes me. “Don’t fucking swallow that yet.”

I hope I’m not too late. I have one last instruction for him this evening.

He sits up, staring at me, and I don’t miss the fact that he clasps his hands behind his back on his own. Once I catch my breath, I nod toward him.

“Where’s my cum? You still have it?”

He nods.

“Don’t swallow it. Lay down on the ground, spread eagle, and open that hole of yours. Let me see Daddy’s cum in your mouth.”

He does as I say, and I get on all fours over him, my head aligned with his. I bite my lip at the sight of my creamy, white seed mixed with his cherry red tongue.

“Good fucking boy…” Pinching his cheeks gently between my fingers, I keep him open as I let a long strand of saliva drip from my mouth into his.

I pat his cheek gently, once more.

“Daddy’s going to go shower. I want you to stay here, just like this with my cum in your mouth until I get back. Do you understand?”

His eyes flare, and he nods his head.

Good boy indeed.

I showered as quickly as I could, not wanting to leave Mason for too long.

There are a bunch of brothers milling about, all in different stages of getting ready to go out. There’s a big party over at Kappa Sig tonight that we’re all planning on attending. I think Mason was also going to come, as long as he doesn’t pass out. When I turn down the hallway that our room is off of, I halt quickly when I see that Gage is knocking at our door.

Fuck.

“What’s good, man?” I hurry over to him as quickly as I can without making it obvious.

“Oh, hey. I was just looking for Mason. He disappeared after dinner and he’s not answering his phone.”

“What, are you his keeper or something?”

Gage rolls his eyes at me. “Have you seen him?”

“No. Sorry.”

“Whatever. I’ll find him myself.”

Yeah, good luck with that.

He walks off, and I breathe a sigh of relief that he didn’t ask to come in. Not that I would have let him anyway.

Unlocking our bedroom door, I quickly dart inside, closing and locking it behind me. Tossing my dirty clothes into my hamper, I round the corner and lock eyes on Mason. Still in the same spot, spread eagle and looking so deliciously fuckable.

He looks relieved to see it’s me and not someone else who happened to gain entry into our locked room. I’m sure he got nervous when he heard Gage knocking.

I don’t miss the hitch in his breath as I pad over to him.

Jesus, I want to fucking destroy him in all the best ways, but I can’t. Not yet. I need to get my patience in check.

“Did you keep my cum nice and warm in your mouth while I was gone?”

“Mmhm.” He nods, his chest rising steadily.

“Up. Back into position for me.”