!" emphasizing the "sir". "Take your cloth' s off boy, I want to
see what kind of crap I will be w with" Withersby started to undress.
I went to the door and locked it to ensure we would not be disturbed.
Withersby got down to his socks and boxers and stood there. This man had a
great body. He had broad shoulders and a narrow waist. His arms were
muscular and thick. His legs were also well muscled. His body was very
smooth with only a wisp of blond hair between 2 well defined meaty pecs.
"I said remove your cloths boy that means your underwear." I sat down in
the chair as Withersby awkwardly removed his boxers. His dick was hard and
about 6 inches long. Not the biggest dick but it really was o look
at. "Turn around" I ordered, and Withersby turned showing me his firm ass.
My dick jumped seeing strong muscles running down his back to his firm
hairless ass. "Spread ys boy and bend over" "Yes Sir" Withersby shot
back. "Sir will you be punishihe question took me back. "I may
decide to at some point boy." Was all I could think to reply. I stood
behind Withersby and ran my finger up the crack of his ass. His body
trembled.
"Turn back to face me boy" Withersby did as anded. His hands were
clasped behind his back stretg his chest muscles even more. I sat down
and faced Withersby. I put my riding boots up on the desk and just watched
him for a few minutes. "Get on your knees" Withersby sank down as ordered.
"Now jerk that small coe boy" Withersby looked up into my face
trying to uand my order. Did you uand me boy? I asked him
harshly. "Sir, may I ask a question?" he asked his British at obvious.
"What?" I responded. "You wao jerk my cock for you sir?" "Yes, boy I
want to watch you jerk off" Again he looked up at me and started to talk.
"Not an word boy" I said strongly. I stood up and came over