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Pavel released McCoy's leg and situated himself front and center, but, like the good little boy that he was, he still didn't look down at McCoy's cock, instead licking his lips and awaiting permission to do so. McCoy laughed.
"I forgot, didn't I?" he said. "I'm sorry. Yes, you may look at it now."
"Thank you, Papa," said Pavel and he lowered his gaze to the big, hard dick before him. He licked his lips again and leaned forward, opening his mouth and extending his tongue. He gave the tip a tiny little lick, right over the slit, licking up the pre-come there. His tongue disappeared into his mouth for a moment, and McCoy could see him savoring. He stuck out his tongue again and licked some more, lapping at the underside, the top and the sides of the head, licking more and more like a little puppy, even starting to make soft little whimpery noises. His eyelids grew heavy and he began to squirm again.
"Papa can see how much his little baby likes that," McCoy murmured. "Would you like some more, darlin'? Hm?"
Pavel stopped licked, looked up at him and nodded. "Yes, please, Papa."
"Very well. You may suck the head a bit if you wish."
Pavel practically shivered with need. He looked back down at McCoy's dick and his eyes fluttered shut as he leaned in and took just the very tip of the head in his mouth. His lips became a perfect rosebud, like a little hat for McCoy's prick. He moaned and made hungry little sucking noises. McCoy was beginning to wonder how long he could keep this game going. The kid was fucking irresistible. He moved his hand to Pavel's face and stroked his rosy cheek, eliciting more little moans from the boy. McCoy wanted to just shove his dick right into the kid's mouth, and Pavel seemed to want that as well; it was becoming more and more difficult for Pavel to sit still and stay quiet and he had that sweet, innocent and slightly distressed look on his face, his eyebrows pulling upward. His noises were sounding more and more like begging and his mouth was slowly, but surely, getting wider and engulfing more of McCoy's cock. McCoy was just about ready to let the kid do as he pleased when the door chime sounded.
Pavel stopped sucking and looked around at the door.
"Go on into the bedroom," McCoy instructed. "Go on, now."
Pavel scrambled to his feet and hurried away. McCoy watched his pert little ass as he went. He really hoped the visitor was who he expected it to be, otherwise things might get a little awkward with him standing there in nothing but the towel he was currently wrapping around his waist and a huge hard-on hidden underneath it.
He touched a button to open the door and there stood Scotty.
"Dr. McCoy," he said cheerfully, bouncing a bit on the balls of his feet. He stopped bouncing as his eyes went down McCoy's body and his jaw went a bit slack.
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Scotty stepped into the room and the door slid shut behind him. McCoy noticed his eyes scanning the room as though looking for something.
"He's in the bed room," McCoy explained. "He's really looking forward to this."
"Is he? Well, that's good. I'm nervous as hell, I have to be honest."
"Are you?" McCoy stepped closer and rather boldly reached over to stroke a hand down the back of Scotty's head to his neck. Scotty seemed to realize McCoy wanted a kiss and his eyes went down to McCoy's mouth. McCoy leaned in and licked across Scotty's mouth, gently working his tongue in between Scotty's lips until their mouths came together, nestled against each other, and then they were kissing more tenderly than McCoy ever imagined two men like them ever could. It was nice, actually. Scotty's lips were quite soft.
McCoy had never considered Scotty as a potential partner. He liked the guy well enough, but Scotty had never seemed his type. But then one day, McCoy noticed how much Pavel talked about Scotty, how friendly Scotty was, how funny he was, how brilliant his mind was, how his eyes crinkled at the corners when he smiled, and McCoy had had to ask if Pavel was harboring a little crush. Pavel had blushed and lowered his gaze and nodded shyly. From that day on, the Scotsman had taken up permanent residence in McCoy's fantasies, showing off his dick, having things stuffed into his mouth, fucking McCoy's little boy.
It was weird.
Suddenly having permission to talk about Scotty the way he wanted to, Pavel had begun expressing his interest more honestly, coyly mentioning how cute he thought Scotty was and how he was having naughty fantasies about him and McCoy together. McCoy had asked him to elaborate, to tell him exactly what all he'd been thinking about. Pavel had snuggled close to him and murmured, "Do you really want to know, Papa?"
"Yes, that's why I'm asking."
Pavel had grinned sweetly and replied, "I think I would like an uncle to play with."
Well, thinking of Scotty as his brother was odd enough, but McCoy knew approaching Scotty with this was going to be even odder. He knew it would have to be Pavel. Pavel would have to do the talking, the figuring out if Scotty liked men, the worming his way into Scotty's brain and enticing him. McCoy wasn't sure what all Pavel had done (Pavel would only smile coyly when asked), but whatever it was had done the trick. Here McCoy was, wearing nothing but a towel and licking the inside of Montgomery Scott's apparently very eager mouth.
When the kiss broke, both men were breathing a bit faster, and Scotty's eyes were now heavy with lust. He swallowed hard and said in a shaky whisper, "Hi."
McCoy was still stroking the back of Scotty's neck and felt as though his head was filled with a thick, soupy fog. "Uh... hi."
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"You bet your ass it is." McCoy suddenly realized he was still touching Scotty and retracted his hand. "But we're here for the kid," he said gruffly.
"Right. Pavel. He's quite an interesting young man, isn't he?"
"You have no idea."
"How long have you been seeing him?"
McCoy shuffled his feet. "Long enough. How long have you had your eye on him?"
Scotty shrugged and averted his eyes. "I dunno. I guess I noticed him when he started showing an interest in me."
That was a lie, McCoy could tell. He was willing to bet the chief engineer had been eying the kid since the moment Scotty had set foot on the Enterprise's bridge. McCoy remembered very vividly when he, himself, had taken notice of Pavel. The kid had just spouted some crazy plan to catch up to the Narada (during which McCoy had taken note of how pretty the kid was and how young he looked) and McCoy had been thoroughly impressed. Of course, he hadn't been about to admit that, so he'd chosen to be a hard-ass and give the kid grief about his age instead. When the kid had proudly told McCoy he was seventeen, McCoy had immediately dismissed the kid's potential as a sex partner. Well, there were parts of his brain that had dismissed the kid. Other parts... not so much.
Luckily for him, Pavel had apparently had the same interest in him and had made it a point to start hanging around.
"Well, I guess we should go say hi," McCoy said. He gestured for Scotty to follow and the two of them headed toward the bedroom where Pavel was hiding. "He's already, uh, in character, so... just play along."
"Oh," Scotty said with a nod. "I have to admit I've never done anything like this before."
"Thought about it, though, I'll bet."
"Well... yes, on occasion."
"Uh-huh."
They approached the bedroom door and it opened for them, and there sat Pavel, in the middle of McCoy's bed, cross-legged, waiting. His eyes landed on Scotty's face and he grinned from ear to ear.
"Uncle Scotty!" he exclaimed, scrambling to the edge of the bed and going right into Scotty's arms.
"Whoa!" Scotty laughed, embracing him. "Hello there, lad."
Pavel squeezed him and then pulled back to look into his eyes. "I missed you, Uncle Scotty."
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"Pavel," said McCoy sternly.
Pavel stopped kissing and looked around at McCoy, his eyes big and worried. "Is okay if I kiss Uncle Scotty hello?" he asked timidly.
"It's okay. Just don't go getting carried away yet. You know the rules."
Pavel nodded and reluctantly disengaged from Scotty, stepping a bit back from him. Both him and Scotty looked to McCoy for instruction.
"Rules?" Scotty asked.
"Yes. He has to ask permission to do certain things, like touch himself or someone else, use his mouth on someone, or come."
"He has to ask permission to come?"
"Oh, yeah. We're strict around here."
"Bloody hell." Scotty looked at Pavel, and Pavel smiled shyly at him.
"Pavel," said McCoy. "What would you like to do with Uncle Scotty first?"
"May I suck his cock, Papa?" asked Pavel, never taking his eyes off Scotty.
"You okay with that?" asked McCoy, his voice noticeably less gentle when speaking to Scotty.
"Oh, uh," Scotty stammered. "Yeah, sure."
"Good. Clothes off. Come, Pavel, come lie down with Papa."
McCoy shucked his towel as he and Pavel went to the bed. He lay on his back, and Pavel snuggled up against him.
"Maybe I touch you, Papa?" Pavel asked.
"What would you like to touch, sweetheart?"
"My favorite toy. May I play with it?"
McCoy smiled indulgently at him and petted his hair. "Yes, you may."
Pavel put his head on McCoy's chest and began playing with McCoy's big, hard cock as they both focused their eyes on Scotty.
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"Please, Uncle Scotty," Pavel begged, and McCoy noted that the kid's voice was sounding more and more childlike. Pavel enjoyed being "the baby", but it still always took a while for Pavel to get truly comfortable in his role.
Scotty smiled and chuckled, rubbing at his chin a bit and shaking his head. "Wow. This is... new."
"Too weird for you?" asked McCoy. "'Cause we'll get along fine without you, you know."
"No, no, I want to." Scotty began to get out of his boots. "Just, you know, it's weird. Hot, but... weird."
"Yeah, I know what you mean," McCoy sighed, still petting Pavel. It was weird, but what two consenting adults and... one slightly underage teenager did in the privacy of their personal quarters was nobody's business... sort of.
Finally Scotty was naked. He pushed his boxers down, revealing his dark thatch of pubic hair and an impressive and very rigid cock. He stood there before them, clearly full of nerves and blushing all over.
"Ooooh," Pavel said, slowly sitting up, eyes glued to Scotty's privates. "Papa -" he began to say, but McCoy cut him off, knowing what he was about to ask.
"You'll get your chance, baby," he assured the kid. "Scoot over, make room."
Pavel shimmied away from McCoy, and McCoy gestured for Scotty to join them. With a gulp, Scotty crawled onto the bed in between them and lay down. McCoy touched his chest.
"You okay with this?" he asked in a low rumble.
Scotty nodded. "Yeah, I think so."
"Good, 'cause... we're pretty much through the looking glass here already."
"No kidding."
"You're not thinking of telling anybody about any of this, are you?"
Scotty frowned at him. "Don't be daft! Who would I tell? And why would I want to?"
"Just making sure." At that, McCoy leaned over and kissed Scotty's mouth again. Scotty opened right up for him. The kiss was deeper this time, wide and wet and probing.
McCoy opened one eye and looked at Pavel. The kid was watching intently, his mouth open a bit. He seemed frozen, only his chest moving as he breathed in and out. This was what he'd wanted and he seemed to be enjoying it. McCoy's eye wandered down to the kid's prick and found it twitching intermittently. That alone encouraged McCoy and he kissed Scotty so deeply that Scotty made a hungry little noise and reached up to grip McCoy's arms, digging his fingertips into the flesh.
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(Captcha: "Scott opera" ... hm ...)
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McCoy reached down and laid a hand on Scotty's hard-on. "Weird enough for you yet?"
"It's... I don't even know."
"Papa," Pavel interrupted, practically bouncing where he sat. "Papa."
McCoy smiled over at Pavel. "You want to play too, don't you little one?"
Pavel nodded enthusiastically and grinned. "Yes, Papa."
"Well, go on, ask your uncle's permission." McCoy lay on his side next to Scotty, leaning one shoulder against the headboard and watching the two of them.
Pavel laid down and cuddled up to Scotty, who instinctively wrapped his arm around the kid's body.
"Uncle Scotty?" said Pavel in his little-boy voice.
"Yes, Pavel?"
"May I please play with your big toy, Uncle Scotty? Please?" Pavel began nuzzling Scotty's face, and Scotty chuckled.
"Of course you can, love."
Pavel positively beamed at him. "Thank you, Uncle Scotty."
"Hang on, let's have a kiss first."
Pavel pressed an innocent little kiss to Scotty's lips. Scotty worked his tongue into Pavel's mouth, which Pavel accepted with a little moan, his slender body wriggling against Scotty's. Finally he was allowed to go and he slid down Scotty's body and settled between his legs. He gingerly touched Scotty's prick, picking it up, wrapping his fingers around it, feeling the head, playing with the moisture at the slit, and feeling his balls too. He then lowered his mouth to it, focused his big eyes on Scotty's face and gave the tip a testing lick. Scotty sucked a little breath in through his teeth.
"Is okay, Uncle Scotty?" Pavel asked in a sweet little half-whisper.
"Yeah. You're perfect, love."
Encouraged, Pavel smiled at him and then set to work, lowering his gaze and taking Scotty into his mouth. He hummed gently as he began to suck, his curly head bobbing, his eyelids dropping shut. He got right into it, seemed to relax into the task, and didn't even open his eyes when McCoy shifted, moving away from Scotty and crawling down to settle behind Pavel.
"Does he taste good, baby?" asked McCoy as he cupped each of Pavel's firm ass cheeks in his large hands.
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McCoy gently pushed one of Pavel's legs up, bending the leg at the knee, to open the kid up a bit. Pavel took the hint and arched his back, pushing his bottom up toward McCoy's face. McCoy leaned down and gave Pavel's asshole a soft, wet lick, causing Pavel to gasp around Scotty's dick.
"Baby?" said McCoy. "Papa's going to lick your little hole now, okay? He's going to get his tongue and his fingers inside you and stretch you out and get you all nice and ready to have bigger things in there. Okay, baby?"
"Mm-hmm," Pavel whined. He shifted more, spreading his legs wide open and arching up even more so that he was almost, but not quite, on his knees. McCoy set to work, licking the boy's crack, prodding with the tip of his tongue and his fingertips, lapping at his perineum, and taking Pavel's balls in his mouth every now and then. Up near the headboard Scotty could be heard becoming more and more vocal.
"That's it, lad. Oh, that's a good little boy," he moaned, and each little bit of praise Pavel received from Scotty made him squirm and whine even more.
"Why don't you tell Papa and Uncle Scotty what you want us to do to you, little one," McCoy suggested. Pavel was very good at sucking things and if he kept it up, Scotty was going to blow his wad before long. Best to get the kid's mouth busy doing some dirty talking.
Pavel removed Scotty from his mouth with a loud, wet slurpy noise. "Daddy," he gasped as McCoy slipped a finger inside him. As Pavel became more comfortable playing, he'd often switch from "papa" to "daddy". "Daddy" had always seemed dirtier somehow and he always had to work his way up to it.
"Tell us, baby," Scotty encouraged him. "We want to make you feel good."
"That's right," said McCoy. "Tell us what you need."
Pavel pushed back against McCoy's finger, begging without words for another one to be inserted, and he hesitantly began, "I... I..."
"That's it, little one. Let it out." McCoy slipped another finger inside Pavel, getting the kid even more worked up, helping to get him to talk.
"Daddy... baby wants your big, big thing inside him."
"Fuck," Scotty whispered.
McCoy smiled to himself. Pavel was all the way there, referring to himself as a baby, and in the third person no less. They could say just about anything now.
"What else, baby?"
"Uncle Scotty's too. Want Uncle Scotty's big thing inside too."
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"Baby wants Daddy's and Uncle Scotty's sticky white milk aaallllll over him. Daddy's milk tastes soooo good. Uncle Scotty's tastes good too, I bet."
"Christ, lad," Scotty panted. McCoy could just imagine what was going through Scotty's head just then. McCoy had been involved in roleplay before, but nothing like this, not before Pavel. It had pretty much blown his mind the first time he and Pavel had done it.
"Okay, turn over, darlin'," said McCoy, taking his fingers out. Pavel crawled away on shaky legs, turned over and lay on his back next to Scotty, who sat up looking appropriately shocked and horny.
"You okay there, Scotty?" asked McCoy as he grabbed the lube from the side table. Scotty nodded. "You wanna take him first? I think he wants you to." McCoy lubed up the inside of Pavel's ass, moving his fingers around inside, and glanced at Scotty. Scotty met his eyes.
"Is this even legal?" Scotty asked. "I'm not talkin' about his age; I'm pretty sure he's a statutory minor in loads of places, but that's not what I meant. No, I mean... the things we're saying.
McCoy chuckled as he withdrew his fingers, squeezed more lube onto them and then reached for Scotty's dick. He massaged lube onto it and said, "Too much for you?"
Scotty groaned and pushed up into McCoy's hand as he looked over at Pavel. Pavel was watching him with sleepy eyes.
"Don't you want to fuck me, Uncle Scotty?" he asked.
Scotty nodded and got up. "Yeah," he said as he positioned himself between Pavel's legs. "Yeah, I do, love." He leaned over and kissed Pavel deeply, and McCoy went up behind him, reached around him with both arms and took hold of his dick, helping to guide it into Pavel's entrance. Scotty stopped kissing as the tightness of Pavel's body began to surround him. Pavel moaned and shut his eyes and seemed to be concentrating as he was breached.
"Uncle Scotty," he whimpered, pulling his legs back even further as Scotty slid all the way in. "Uncle Scotty's big thing is so, so big."
McCoy moved away and lay on his side next to Pavel as Scotty began to move. Pavel's eyes rolled up and glazed over as pleasure swelled throughout his body.
"Look at that," McCoy said to Scotty. "Perfect fit. Talk to him. He likes that."
Scotty swallowed and licked his lips, hesitating. McCoy understood; it was never easy at first. Even he and Pavel still had to warm up to the idea before really getting into it.
"Little baby's so tight inside, isn't he?" Scotty murmured.
"Is Baby tight enough, Uncle Scotty?" Pavel breathed.
"Yes," Scotty assured him, stroking his cheek. "Baby's plenty tight enough... oh god." Scotty moved
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"Harder, Uncle Scotty, harder!"
"That's it," McCoy encouraged. "Nice and hard, that's how he likes it."
Pavel reached up, cupped Scotty's face and kissed Scotty with such hunger that Scotty groaned into his mouth and fucked him even harder. Pavel was now pushing his hips up to meet Scotty's every inward thrust, and the room was filled with the sound of their skin slapping together. Scotty, overcome with lust, practically growled as the kiss broke.
"You - sexy - slutty - little - fuck toy," he ground out, punctuating every word with a rough thrust into Pavel's body. Pavel arched and screamed.
"Uncle Scotty! Squirt your hot, sticky milk inside me! Please, Uncle Scotty, please!"
"Holy shit!" Scotty groaned and he dissolved into meaningless grunts as he came inside Pavel. As his climax peaked, he pushed so hard into Pavel that for a little while there it almost sounded as though Pavel was in pain. McCoy knew better, though. Pavel loved this, loved being taken roughly. By the time Scotty began to come down, Pavel was limp underneath him, eyes closed and a soft little smile on his lips. Scotty's muscles sagged and Pavel wrapped his arms around him.
"You are okay, Uncle Scotty?" Pavel whispered in his little boy voice.
"Yeah," Scotty panted as he raised his face and looked down at Pavel. "I'm okay. Are you?"
"Yes, Uncle Scotty. You made me feel so good and I could feel your milk squirting into me, and was I a good little fuck baby for you?"
"Yes," Scotty said breathlessly. "You were perfect." He smiled tiredly down at Pavel and tenderly kissed his mouth. He then withdrew and moved aside, and Pavel, as energetic as ever, hopped up on top of McCoy, lubricated his prick and pushed it up inside himself, making the most delicious noise as he lowered himself down on it. McCoy gripped his little waist and pushed gently up into him. He could feel the warm, wet mess Scotty had left inside the boy. He pushed in deeper, savoring the feeling.
"Fuck me, Daddy," Pavel begged as he started to ride McCoy. "Fuck your baby."
"Yeah, that's it, little one," McCoy growled, the words coming much easier to him than they had to Scotty, who was now relaxing next to them, watching. "Ride Daddy's big cock. Fuck yourself on it, sweetheart. Do a good job and Daddy's going to make you feel really, really good afterward."
"Will you give Baby a present, Daddy?"
"Oh, yes, the best present in the whole damn universe." Pavel whined at that, riding faster, panting, sweating, moaning things in Russian, only some of which McCoy understood, but most of which was complete gibberish to him.
"You're such a good boy," McCoy rumbled as his climax drew nearer. "Look at you, riding Daddy's cock like that. You make Daddy so proud, little baby, so proud."
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"That's where Daddy's cock is supposed to go, baby. This is what you were made for."
"Made for Daddy's big cock."
"That's right, darlin'. Feel Daddy getting it all messy in there, swishing Uncle Scotty's hot milk around inside you?"
"Feels so good... ahhhh, Daddy... Baby loves you so much."
At this, Scotty tore his eyes away from Pavel and looked at McCoy's face. McCoy met his eyes for a moment. McCoy knew Scotty hadn't been expecting declarations of love. McCoy wasn't entirely sure what these declarations meant either. They only ever happened in character and were never, ever spoken of at any other time. Pavel seemed to really like them, and since they didn't seem to interfere with reality in any way, McCoy didn't mind them.
"Daddy loves you too, little one. Daddy loves his sweet, young baby boy so much."
Pavel whined, his expression suddenly pained. "Daddy..."
"Daddy's going to give you all his milk now, sweetheart. Daddy has so much for you and it's so hot and sticky and it's going to get all mixed up with Uncle Scotty's milk inside you. Would you like that, baby?"
"Yes! Give it to me, Daddy, please!"
McCoy stopped for a moment to roll them both over so that he was on top. That was how Pavel preferred to receive his come, on his back with his legs spread wide. He pumped into Pavel, fucking him so hard the bed shook, his breaths growing ragged and erratic, and Pavel arched his back and cried out, letting McCoy fuck him that way until McCoy finally exploded inside him. Pavel clenched around his length as though trying to squeeze every last drop out of him. Once again, Pavel sounded very much like he was being hurt as McCoy lost control and just let loose on him, fucking him like his life depended on it.
As his climax pulsed through him, McCoy lowered himself down to lie flat against Pavel, burying his face in Pavel's neck kissing him there as he listened to Pavel moaning "Daddy, Daddy, Daddy" over and over. He felt Pavel wrap his arms around him and hold on tight.
McCoy finally relaxed, panting hard. It took a moment, but he was finally able to roll him and Pavel over so that Pavel was nestled in between him and Scotty, and McCoy noticed that Scotty was hard again. Pavel whimpered as McCoy's dick was forced out of him. Scotty was still looking at McCoy a bit incredulously.
Pavel curled up in between them and stuck his thumb in his mouth, a move that made Scotty do a little double take.
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(Captcha: "checkup O'Brien" ... How'd Chief O'Brien get in there? :/ )
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Pavel whimpered, his eyes glued to McCoy's face.
"Daddy loves you very much and he always will, and you've made Daddy very, very happy today."
Pavel whimpered more as he snuggled into McCoy's strong embrace. Scotty probably didn't realize it, but the words McCoy had just said were the special present he'd promised Pavel earlier. That was it. That was all Pavel needed. He loved hearing McCoy say things like that for some reason. McCoy kind of didn't want to think about why that might be.
"You two sure I belong here?" asked Scotty.
McCoy gave him a little half-shrug. "Kid likes you. I... don't dislike you. You'll get the hang of things after a couple more sessions."
"Well, yes, but... seems like you two have something pretty private going on between you."
"Maybe. But he wanted you here, which means he wants you involved. You'll want to say it to him too after a while. That you love him. Kid grows on you. Like mold."
Pavel giggled around his thumb at that.
"Should we be saying it, though?" asked Scotty.
McCoy shrugged again. "No idea." He looked down at Pavel, then, and wondered what was going through the kid's head. He was pretty sure he'd never truly know. Maybe the kid didn't really know either.
"You're hard again," McCoy pointed out.
"Oh." Scotty looked down at himself. "Yeah."
"I believe the kid said something about wanting to be covered in your come earlier."
Scotty smiled shyly. "Aye, I think he did."
McCoy whispered to Pavel to get up and they both shifted, McCoy sitting up, leaning back against the headboard and letting Pavel sit between his legs and lean back against him. Scotty knelt between their legs and, as per McCoy's instructions, showed off his cock a bit for Pavel, who oohed and ahhed over it, watched intently as Scotty jerked himself off and wriggled with delight as Scotty came all over him.
THE END
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It's perfect, thank you anon!
I'll be in my bunk now
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I loved it so much I think I want to marry it a little. Hothothothot. You can be very proud of yourself - I would if I wrote it.
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