He and James were looking down at me with warm, possessive smiles. I looked shyly up at them, kneeling at their feet with my face coated in cum. I could feel myself grinning bashfully again, the same giddy happiness welling up inside me.

"That," said James fondly, stroking my hair, "is the face of a boy who's just discovered that he loves cock."

I giggled. James' cock, already hard again, was a foot from my face, so I leaned forward and gave it a big, wet kiss. James chuckled.

"You're learning your place very quickly," he said. "I think you're going to fit in very well here."

"Why?" I asked,...