?Mr. Bowen, this is something naughty boys have to wear when they talk to me. Good boys don’t have to.? She eyed him expectantly. ?Now tell me, Mitc...hell, are you going to be a good boy, or a naughty boy?? ?Listen up,? Mitch snarled back. ?Just because you run this place doesn’t mean you can do whatever the hell you want. When my parents hear about this, you’re going to-? Reina stepped forward and pinched his nose, cutting him off abruptly. The other hand brought the gag close, up. Kevin's dick was even surprising, though not as long as Nick's. It seemed to me to be a little bit thicker. I felt another shiver down my spine and decided to put Kevin out of my mind.On the way to my car, I walked by the entrance to the Cellar. There was a big sign out front announcing that the Beltway Bandits were playing tonight. They were pretty good - much better than the typical local band, so I decided to drop in and get a beer or two. Chances were Tom and Erik were over at Nick's. Tonight I was relaxed and, well, happy. I kind of relaxed into the moment now – it was no longer about my under-performing cock, and more about my hungry mouth. At least my lips and tongue were raring to go, even if Little Donald was napping!Jake was in his happy place too, and kept up a running commentary as I nibbled and sucked on the head and the shaft of his cock. He said it was wonderful, and that I was such a good friend to help him out, and that he could do this all night. "I love it. It wasn't long before a pair of hands were on them, pulling the slim girl tightly against quite a built guy. Not like she was complaining, he was cute. Downing the rest of her drink, he handed her another from behind him, making sure to keep the stream consistent. Four drinks in- or was it five... She couldn't remember, Leah felt her head spin a little."Gotta... sit down... hah- haha..."Her partner obliged, pulling her onto the couch and into his lip. Ohh, she liked where this was going..