We went in, making sure to remove our shoes at the door and lock it behind us. He must have heard us, as he rounded the corner from the kitchen and greeted us. “Boys. How was the shopping?” I looked at him with eyes that probably conveyed my arousal. He had dressed down today, in faded jeans, bare feet, and a soft navy t-shirt. Still, he managed to exude a powerful presence. My poor cock swelled against its cage and James' eyes drifted to the front of my jeans. He winked at me. “Fine, thank you, Sir,” I said, averting my gaze from his, even though I wanted to hold it. I had to remember my place this weekend. “Did you get everything I asked for?” “Yes, Sir.” I nodded. We had put the pharmacy items into the bag with the Wicked Wanda’s purchases, and I was carrying it. James looked at Sebastian with obvious curiosity. “How did you manage at the drug mart, Sebastian?” “Fine, Sir,” Sebastian said with tight lips and a slight blush. James smiled. “Excellent. We can get started.
