We walked towards the packhouse while he kept playing with his ‘toy’. When we reached the packhouse I was panting, he had told me I was not allowed to c*m, and I was close to begging him. Every time I was getting close he would stop, or put it really low. Before we were supposed to enter I stopped him and looked at him begging him with my eyes, but he shook his head and walked in. “Please, just not during lunch and when talking to Andrew.” I pleaded with him. He stooped in his tracks and he looked at me. “What are you willing to give in return little mate?” he asked me and I was speechless for a second. “W-what do you mean?” I asked him, he walked up to me and stood in front of me and asked again. “What are you willing to do or give me in return for not turning on my toy during those two t
