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    Glad I brought the bag of gear.
    It had been an afterthought, grabbing the rolling suitcase. In it, things Keith figured he probably wouldn’t be wearing, but it never hurt to have on hand.
    Like a leather hood.
    A hood that likely would fit Scott and give him the anonymity he’d need for the next part of their evening. Because Scott didn’t know it yet, but he’d be spending a lot of time out and about and nearly naked, roving bands of twinks or not.
    It wouldn’t matter, because he’d be securely fastened on the end of Keith’s leash. He needed to push Scott a little tonight, test him.
    They quickly grabbed Scott’s bags and returned to Keith’s room. They were no sooner inside, with the door securely bolted behind them, than Keith snapped his fingers and pointed at the floor in front of him.
    Scott scrambled to comply without hesitation.
    “Good boy,” Keith cooed, ruffling the other man’s hair. “For future reference, the proper position, unless I specify otherwise, is your forehead on my feet, and your ass in the air.”
    Scott immediately dropped into position, hardening Keith’s cock.
    “Excellent. You have any butt plugs with you?”
    “Yes, Sir. Three.”
    “Good. Get them. I want to see them.”
    Scott jumped to his feet, raced over to one of his bags, and tore through it to find them. The largest butt plug was barely adequate. Fortunately, Keith had a couple with him that would do better.
    “Your first lesson starts now, boy. Get naked.”
    Keith walked over to where his bags were and found what he’d need. The smallest butt plug—larger than Scott’s largest—lube, condoms, and gloves. When he turned around, Scott was naked, his cock already erect.
    Definitely not lacking in that department, although not as big as Keith.
    Keith walked over to the vanity where the sink was located and flipped the light on. He put the stuff in his hands on the counter. “Over here.” He pointed at the floor in front of him. “Ass facing me. Hands and knees.”
    Scott complied.
    Jeez, Scott had a gorgeous ass. By the end of that night, Keith would have his cock buried balls-deep inside it, too.
    Keith pulled on the gloves and flipped open the top on the tube of lube he’d be using for this. He coated the first two fingers of his right hand with lube, then squeezed a generous dollop of it along the crack of Scott’s ass.
    Slowly, with one finger, he started working lube into the man’s tight rim. Scott let out a soft moan, his head dropping.
    “That’s right, boy,” Keith said. “This is just the start of me owning this gorgeous ass of yours.” He slapped Scott’s ass with his left hand. “Don’t you dare fucking come without permission, either, understand?”
    “Yes, Sir.”
    He took his time working the first finger inside him, slowly fucking him with it, relishing the soft moans Scott made as he played with his ass, twisting his finger around and finding his prostate, lightly stroking it.
    Scott rewarded him with another moan. When Keith looked, a string of pre-cum was dripping from the man’s cock onto the tile floor.
    Normally, he would require Scott lick it up, but since Keith wasn’t real sure how clean that tile was, he wouldn’t be doing that to him.
    Scott let out a hiss when Keith withdrew his hand and started pressing a second finger against his rim.
    “Yep, my hand, I’m sure, is bigger than your wife’s,” Keith said. “You haven’t even seen my cock yet. I bet it’s bigger than the strap-on she’s been using on you.”
    “Yes, Sir. I could tell.”
    He took his time, reaching around Scott and tugging a little on his cock to distract him as he scissored two fingers inside Scott’s ass in preparation for the third. As the old saying went, if you can take three, you can take me.
    Well, three would be nearly taking him. Close enough.
    It would be enough to get the butt plug inside him, at least.
    It took Keith a good twenty minutes, and an aching cock, but he was