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front door. There was no sign of Sebastian. Mine was the only car in the drive. Perhaps he would arrive later.
    My breathing quickened when I walked up the steps to the small front porch. My cock had been erect since before my shower—using the enema kit had primed me for the rest of the evening. It strained against my jeans as if trying to escape as I rang the bell.
    No immediate response. I waited patiently for a few moments, trying to decide whether his delay in answering the door was part of the game, or if I should ring the bell again. Then the door opened. Expecting James, I was surprised to see Sebastian before me, wearing black jeans and a white button-up but no shoes.
    He smiled and opened the door wide. “Hi, Tate. Come in. James is in the study. He told me to answer the door.”
    I nodded, my eyes flying over Sebastian, my brain acknowledging the accuracy of my memory. Except he looked even better than I remembered. I stepped inside, removing my shoes and jacket as Sebastian hung my jacket in the closet.
    He took my hand and led me down the hall, his touch giving me goosebumps and making my cock ache deliciously. I knew better than to ask any questions because I was sure Sebastian had strict instructions from James as to what to do with me.
    He led me into what appeared to be the living room. For the first time I really took in the décor. Two comfy-looking sofas faced each other, a leather ottoman between them, while an expensive looking modern armchair sat at an angle by the gas fireplace. A large flat screen TV hung on the wall above the mantel.
    Sebastian cleared his throat and gestured to one of the sofas. “I need you to sit down.” He smiled shyly as I did so. I sat there, my heart pounding in my chest, wondering what would happen now.
    Sebastian's crystalline blue eyes gazed into mine for a moment as he knelt before me. “I'm supposed to blow you…” he said nervously, looking up at me as if for permission.
    My mouth opened involuntarily and I nodded. Oh yeah. That sounds good to me.
    “…But you can’t come.”
    Of course. Dammit. Of course I wouldn’t be allowed to come. I nodded again, closing my mouth and preparing myself.
    As he undid the top button of my fly, I glanced around the room, looking for a camera. Sure enough, I spotted one in the corner. Clever man, James.
    Still, this was a pretty gentle way to start out. I’d half expected him to meet me at the door, tell me to strip and drag me to the loft.
    I heard Sebastian’s quick breaths as he undid my jeans and pulled them down. I lifted my ass to help him but otherwise kept my hands still. I hadn’t been instructed to do anything but sit here and not come so that’s what I would to do.
    He glanced up at me with those baby blue eyes. The dimple in his cheek when he grinned made my cock twitch. I saw the excitement and eagerness in his eyes. No doubt he saw the matching emotions in my own.
    He looked down and touched my straining erection through my blue boxer briefs as I gasped. We looked at each other again and he blushed. “Ready?” he said breathlessly.
    I nodded. I didn’t speak since I wasn’t sure I was allowed to. I wanted to be good this weekend, more than anything else.
    I felt his fingers slide under the band of my boxers before he pulled them down. I lifted up again to help as he slid them down to my knees. My cock stood hard and eager between us as we both looked at it. Sebastian exhaled shakily, touching me gently with his fingers. “So big…” he breathed. “So fucking gorgeous…” He looked at me. I gave him an encouraging and grateful smile while my brows knit in concentration as I tried to keep my excitement under control. Fuck, he hadn’t even put his mouth on me yet…
    He slid a warm hand around the base of my standing dick and when his lips touched me I couldn’t help a moan escaping. Those lips…those goddamn perfect plump lips…on my cock…
    He kissed my length, up and down, over my smooth as-silk