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Easterman pulled both of their cocks free. “I suppose you’ve earned this after the day you’ve had,” he grabbed Leland’s cock; the leathery burns pressed against his palm. “It would be almost rude to deny you,” he grabbed Franco’s flaccid cock; he gently pulled the foreskin back and forth. “Are w-we s’posed to- ah- do somethin’ for you?” Franco shuddered. “No, this isn’t about me this time,” he swiped his thumb across the tip of Leland’s cock. “Hah- fine by me,” Leland bucked into the touch.
“You’re my good boys, you know that, don’t you?” Hendrick stroked along their vastly different lengths. “Mm- I’d prefer if you k-kept remindin’ me,” the cop groaned. “I’ll remind you as much as I have to,” Hendrick stroked his hands quicker; a heat was beginning to stir low in his stomach, but he chose to ignore it for once.
“Tell me h-how good I am, d-daddy,” Franco whined. “You’re so good for me, such dedicated workers, both of you,” he purred. “Sometimes, I think I may not even deserve either of you,” he swiped his thumb across their tips as he made his way back to the heads. “I don’t even know how I can ever repay all you’ve done for this company, for this country, and, most importantly, for me,” he let out a small gasp when the officer’s teeth grazed against his neck. “Doin’ a damn g-good job at- ah- repayin’ us now,” Leland placed open mouthed kisses to the doctor’s neck.
Hendrick dug his teeth into his lower lip when Franco joined the affectionate, peppering kisses to the opposite side of his neck. “Fuck- faster,” Leland panted against his throat. Hendrick did as he was told, and stroked both of his hands quicker; Franco whimpered. “You’re alright,” he hummed. “You’re doing so good for daddy,” he smiled. “Damnit!” Franco yelped, his limp cock leaking white across the doctor’s hand. “Hah- shit,” Leland spilt hot across Hendrick’s other hand.
Easterman released his hold on them, and wiped his hands against his own trousers; he’d need to wash the garment soon anyway. The prime assets fixed their trousers and belts, and were immediately snuggled up to him again. “Oh, you’re sticking around?” Hendrick glanced at both of them. “You got work to do or somethin’?” Franco glared at him. “Well, actually-“
“That shit can wait,” Leland interrupted. “Worry ‘bout us right now,” he snapped. “Fine, I supposed my work will still be there later,” Hendrick relented.