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James proved the perfect obedient twink, snapping to attention at the mere flick of my finger, the sharp sound cutting through the silence like a command. He eagerly gathered my discarded clothes, folding them into a precise stack, his every move fueling my arousal as my cock stirred to life. There was pure joy in his eyes, that wide smile blooming with each word of praise I offered—rewarding the good boy for his devotion, just as we trained him to crave. My prize didn’t hesitate, diving in to swallow my thickening shaft down to the base, his throat welcoming me with eager submission. He adapted instantly to my guidance, swirling his tongue with renewed fervor when I suggested it, turning every stroke into slick, masterful pleasure. But I wasn’t done savoring him; pulling him into position, I buried my face between his firm cheeks, my tongue exploring that tight, hairy hole with hungry laps. As he arched his back, presenting himself fully, my now rock-hard cock slapped teasingly against his entrance—proving this young gay slave was every bit the valuable gem we’d invested in, his moans echoing our shared ecstasy.