“Maybe I want you to ask for it,” Jason drawled, his breath hot on Damian’s ear. The boy swallowed, tossed his head, and glared. The man pushed his hand deeper into his brother’s tight ass, fingers slick and skilled, moving the smaller body forward, making him struggle to maintain balance on all fours.

“Come on, little Robin…it’s just one simple word. One word and I’ll touch your cock.” He rested his weight against Damian’s back. The boy groaned, pushing back, taking more.

“Just one, Damian,” he murmured.

Robin closed his eyes and hung his head, his cock a hard, unrelenting master. He licked his lips and moaned.

“Please.”