Ty cleaned the substance from his torso with the pillow while still gasping for air, recovering from the amazing fuck he had had. Dustin had gotten out of the room. Ty thought about what he had done, how he had "revealed" himself to Dustin and would now would face some consequences. He did loose himself in the lustful moment. He got out of the room and went to the bathroom where he had a shower. He cleaned and washed himself very well. He wished for a prepared meal at the table. He got out of the shower, descended the stairs and sat at the table where a delicious chocolate cake with cream was waiting. He wore a black sweat-shirt with tight jeans and only was aware of it when he saw Dustin sitting at the other point of the table. He was topless and only had gym shorts. They were quite as mice. Dustin went for a chocolate piece of cake. They were both looking at each other, avoiding direct eyes though. His muscles glistened under the light, Dustin’s tribal tattoos gave him that rebel mainstream look that…Ty had a hard on just by looking at him. What did that meant? He wasn’t on the heat of a moment. He looked back at Dustin who had a smile in his face like if he knew what was happening to Ty; he was just so confident!
The foster brother passed his finger on the cream and scooped it in his mouth. Ty felt that was a commentary. Dustin then pointed to Ty and whipped his mouth indicating Ty had cream in his face. Ty brushed his whole cheek with the palm of his hand but he was obviously clean. With this, Dustin left out a laugh.
“So, you’re going to turn me into Mei, right?” Dustin asked din his deep voice. He reclined back and put his hands behind his head, showing his arms and bushy armpits. He was the manliest man in the house! The Alpha male.
“I guess, that was the deal wasn’t it?”
“Whatever you do, whatever you wished for, nothing will alter what happened back there. Even if you erase my memory, turn me into a bug and squash me or create an alternative timeline…nothing will change the fact that you as Ty asked me to numb your ass.”
Ty gulped.
Dustin got up quickly and walked right next to him. His presence was dominant. He pushed down his shorts and left his dick loose.
“Do it!” he ordered. What? He could turn him into a pile of shit, right there. Or make a lightning strike him. Ty didn’t have to put up with it, he could… he could put that delicious cock in his mouth and work it. The mushroom head touched the back of his throat. Dustin moaned with delight.
“Kneel, Ty”.
Ty obliged.
“Now wish it, wish for it…”