Wilson slipped a second finger into him and started scissoring them. “I’m surprised you thought you were straight, considering how much you love taking it up the ass.”
“f**k you,” Brandon bit out, his eyes rolling to the back of his head. Christ, he’d never get enough of this feeling.
“In a moment,” Wilson said. He steered Brandon slightly without withdrawing his fingers and then sat down on a big rock, pulling Brandon into his lap. It took only a moment to kick Brandon’s shorts off.
Brandon was the one to unzip his boss’s slacks and pull out his hard c**k.
He gave it a reverent, greedy stroke, before pulling a condom out of Wilson’s pocket and rolling it on in one smooth motion. He’d had lots of practice by now.
As soon as Wilson withdrew his fingers, Brandon shifted and pushed himse
