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Brittany whined softly and tugged her fingers through her messy blonde hair.
“Sorry,” Zac told her with a sheepish grin when he realized the white stain he had left on her dress.
“Everyone can see it and they are going to know what it is!” she whimpered, trying furiously to wipe it away, but it wasn’t
working.
“Britt, I’m really sorry,” he said, nuzzling her neck to get on her good side.
“Hmmph,” she grunted, pushing him away.
The cast was supposed to be in black tonight, but Zac had just ruined her dress and now she was going to be out of
place. She stormed around her apartment angrily, trying to find something new to wear and of course she had no more
black dresses ready to wear.
“I’m telling James on you! I thought he taught you better,” Brittany threatened and Zac rolled his eyes, but deep down he
felt a little knot form in his stomach.
“That doesn’t scare me,” he said.
“It should!” she growled, slamming the door to her room in his face.
He sighed and plopped down on the couch, crossing his legs. He should have been more careful, he should have been
slow and gentle like James had taught him, but his eagerness had gotten the better of him and he had ended up
coming all over her dress. Shit, James would be pissed. Arap at the front door drew him out of his daze.
“Hi, James,” he smiled, letting the older man before pressing up against him and they shared a soft kiss.
James smoothing some messy strands out of Zac’s eyes, giving him a smile.
“Where’s Brittany?” he asked.
“Uh she had to change.”
“Why?”
“Uh her dress got ruined,” Zac explained as two red spots appeared on his cheek.
“How did it…”
“JAMES!” Brittany’s shrill scream interrupted him.
“Must tend to the princess,” he smiled before disappearing into Brittany’s room.
“He came all over my dress and ruined it! Now I can’t match and I’m going to look stupid!” she whined, getting all
flustered in her frustration and little tears burned her eyes.
“He came on your dress?” James asked in disbelief as he raised an eyebrow.
“Yes! Look,” she said, pointing her finger at her dress sprawled across the chair as she fiddled with her undergarments.
“Oh Zac,” he sighed as he inspected the stain.
“Forget it! I’m not going!” she declared, throwing her hands up in the air.
“Brittany settle down, you are too going, we’ll find you something suitable to wear,” James said seriously.
“I’m not going,” Brittany said firmly, stamping her foot.
James walked over to her, grabbed her arms and spun her around, pressing the front of her body against her dress. Her
bottom was pressed firmly against his groin and she left out a soft moan, remembering when they did this during
production during It’s Hairspray. James swore that everyone would get a kick out of it and they did, except Zac of course,
who had been jealous as hell.
“You are going and if you keep acting like a brat, I’m going to spank you and you’ll still have to go with us,” he told her
seriously as he bent down and nipped at her ear.
She wiggled her ass against him and felt a wet spot form in her panties. Usually she would have pressed his luck with
him, but she was already upset and didn’t think a spanking would suit her nerves right now.
“Will you help me pick something out then please?” she asked softly and he let her up.
“Of course princess,” he smiled, kissing her shoulder and guiding her over to her closet.
She browsed through her selection of dresses and looked at James in defeat, not finding anything that she wanted. He
sighed and patted her cheek.
“Wear this one, it matches my tie,” he told her kindly, pulling out the short blue gray dress.
“Alright,” she agreed, putting it on and then spritzing herself with perfume.
“You look beautiful,” he smiled, kissing her softly.
“You’ll get Zac for me right? He was a very bad boy,” she pouted as she played with James’s tie.
“Don’t worry; I’ll make sure he is thoroughly chastised by the time the night is over,” he promised.
They returned to the living room and Brittany gave Zac a glare.
“I said I was sorry! I really am!” he said, wanting to touch her soft skin again.
James reached down and twisted Zac’s ear with his fingers, pulling the boy up to stand.
“Ow,” he hissed.
“You know better don’t you?” James asked him in a low voice.
“Yes, I do. I’m sorry, it was just an accident,” he said and James finally let go of his ear.
James couldn’t resist drawing Zac’s bottom lip between his teeth, moving the flesh slowly back and forth. Zac moaned
and felt himself grow hard. James pushed him away and gave him that infamous smirk, knowing that the boy was
craving more now.
“We have to go or we’ll be late,” James smiled, fixing his jacket cuffs.
He sat in between the two k**s with Brittany giving Zac nasty glares during the ride. No one bothered asking Brittany why
she wasn’t in black because she looked upset enough as it was. Brittany stood next to James and some of the cast
began to take hands. Zac was at the end the furthest away from them. James glanced over at him and Zac quickly looked
away. He hated to admit that James held a great power over him and once simple look could send him into overdrive.
Brittany had almost forgiven Zac by the time the night was over and she even allowed him to dance with her at the party.
She was a little dizzy from her drinks when she danced with James and she probably pushed her luck with him, having a
few eyebrows raised in her direction. James would tease Zac with a simple brush or wink, knowing the boy was
probably dying in anticipation for what would happen later tonight. James kept his arm circled tightly around Brittany’s
waist as they walked back to the limo.
“I’m not drunk,” she told him.
“I don’t doubt that, but I don’t want you falling onto that pretty ass of yours when I have such sweet plans for it tonight,” he
said, helping her into the car.
She giggled happily and snuggled against his side when he sat in the middle again.
“Zac you’ve been awfully quiet this evening, are you feeling alright?” James asked, tangling his fingers in the boy’s hair
and tugged gently.
“Yes,” Zac moaned, closing his blue eyes and pushed his body closer to James.
He wrapped an arm around the boy and held the two young ones close on the ride back to Brittany’s apartment. They
walked up in silence and when the door was shut safely behind them, James pulled Zac close and slid his finger under
the knot of his tie. Zac’s breath was ragged and he felt Brittany move behind him, sliding her arms up his sides to his
jacket, slowly pulling it off his frame. James smelled musky and Brittany smelled so sweet and he was ready to pass out
right then and there. He wasn’t even sure how he ended up in Brittany’s bedroom, but he had and he was naked,
painfully aware of it. Brittany was nuzzling his erect cock happily as James undressed.
Zac heard the sound of flesh hitting flesh followed by Brittany’s soft, melodic moan. James leaned forward, his breath
hot against her ear lobe. His warm hand caressed her taut belly, dipping down to cup her sex which he was already
buried deep in.
“Take him into your fucking mouth, let’s see if he can behave himself now,” he grunted loud enough for them both to hear.
Brittany moaned again and her wet tongue darted quickly across his tip before slowly taking him all the way into her
mouth. Zac arched up, moaning loudly. James was thrusting in and out of Brittany while she worked her magic on Zac’s
cock.
“I need to….come,” Zac panted as he gasped for air.
“Too bad, you have to wait,” James said gruffly as he slammed his cock hard against Brittany’s spot making the girl
shriek with delight and bit down gently on Zac’s cock.
He hissed gently in pain as it throbbed and he longed to release. James bit down on Brittany’s shoulder as he released
into her as the petite blonde shook into her own orgasm.
“You have to learn patience,” James said, stroking Brittany’s soft hair, slowly pulling her mouth away from Zac’s hard
cock.
Zac whimpered from the loss of contact, but was quickly relieved when James wrapped his warm hand around him.
“I’d like to think that I’m a good teacher, Zac, I don’t want you to make me look like a fool,” he said, squeezing the velvety
flesh, moving it back and forth slowly between his palm.
“You’re…very good…I….sorry.”
“Do you think you can come for me now?” James asked, gazing down into Zac’s blue eyes.
All Zac could do was nod his head and release into James’s hand. James smiled and brushed their lips together.
“I do enjoy all our lessons together,” James grinned, watching the two young ones pant and writhe in pleasure.
“Sorry,” Zac told her with a sheepish grin when he realized the white stain he had left on her dress.
“Everyone can see it and they are going to know what it is!” she whimpered, trying furiously to wipe it away, but it wasn’t
working.
“Britt, I’m really sorry,” he said, nuzzling her neck to get on her good side.
“Hmmph,” she grunted, pushing him away.
The cast was supposed to be in black tonight, but Zac had just ruined her dress and now she was going to be out of
place. She stormed around her apartment angrily, trying to find something new to wear and of course she had no more
black dresses ready to wear.
“I’m telling James on you! I thought he taught you better,” Brittany threatened and Zac rolled his eyes, but deep down he
felt a little knot form in his stomach.
“That doesn’t scare me,” he said.
“It should!” she growled, slamming the door to her room in his face.
He sighed and plopped down on the couch, crossing his legs. He should have been more careful, he should have been
slow and gentle like James had taught him, but his eagerness had gotten the better of him and he had ended up
coming all over her dress. Shit, James would be pissed. Arap at the front door drew him out of his daze.
“Hi, James,” he smiled, letting the older man before pressing up against him and they shared a soft kiss.
James smoothing some messy strands out of Zac’s eyes, giving him a smile.
“Where’s Brittany?” he asked.
“Uh she had to change.”
“Why?”
“Uh her dress got ruined,” Zac explained as two red spots appeared on his cheek.
“How did it…”
“JAMES!” Brittany’s shrill scream interrupted him.
“Must tend to the princess,” he smiled before disappearing into Brittany’s room.
“He came all over my dress and ruined it! Now I can’t match and I’m going to look stupid!” she whined, getting all
flustered in her frustration and little tears burned her eyes.
“He came on your dress?” James asked in disbelief as he raised an eyebrow.
“Yes! Look,” she said, pointing her finger at her dress sprawled across the chair as she fiddled with her undergarments.
“Oh Zac,” he sighed as he inspected the stain.
“Forget it! I’m not going!” she declared, throwing her hands up in the air.
“Brittany settle down, you are too going, we’ll find you something suitable to wear,” James said seriously.
“I’m not going,” Brittany said firmly, stamping her foot.
James walked over to her, grabbed her arms and spun her around, pressing the front of her body against her dress. Her
bottom was pressed firmly against his groin and she left out a soft moan, remembering when they did this during
production during It’s Hairspray. James swore that everyone would get a kick out of it and they did, except Zac of course,
who had been jealous as hell.
“You are going and if you keep acting like a brat, I’m going to spank you and you’ll still have to go with us,” he told her
seriously as he bent down and nipped at her ear.
She wiggled her ass against him and felt a wet spot form in her panties. Usually she would have pressed his luck with
him, but she was already upset and didn’t think a spanking would suit her nerves right now.
“Will you help me pick something out then please?” she asked softly and he let her up.
“Of course princess,” he smiled, kissing her shoulder and guiding her over to her closet.
She browsed through her selection of dresses and looked at James in defeat, not finding anything that she wanted. He
sighed and patted her cheek.
“Wear this one, it matches my tie,” he told her kindly, pulling out the short blue gray dress.
“Alright,” she agreed, putting it on and then spritzing herself with perfume.
“You look beautiful,” he smiled, kissing her softly.
“You’ll get Zac for me right? He was a very bad boy,” she pouted as she played with James’s tie.
“Don’t worry; I’ll make sure he is thoroughly chastised by the time the night is over,” he promised.
They returned to the living room and Brittany gave Zac a glare.
“I said I was sorry! I really am!” he said, wanting to touch her soft skin again.
James reached down and twisted Zac’s ear with his fingers, pulling the boy up to stand.
“Ow,” he hissed.
“You know better don’t you?” James asked him in a low voice.
“Yes, I do. I’m sorry, it was just an accident,” he said and James finally let go of his ear.
James couldn’t resist drawing Zac’s bottom lip between his teeth, moving the flesh slowly back and forth. Zac moaned
and felt himself grow hard. James pushed him away and gave him that infamous smirk, knowing that the boy was
craving more now.
“We have to go or we’ll be late,” James smiled, fixing his jacket cuffs.
He sat in between the two k**s with Brittany giving Zac nasty glares during the ride. No one bothered asking Brittany why
she wasn’t in black because she looked upset enough as it was. Brittany stood next to James and some of the cast
began to take hands. Zac was at the end the furthest away from them. James glanced over at him and Zac quickly looked
away. He hated to admit that James held a great power over him and once simple look could send him into overdrive.
Brittany had almost forgiven Zac by the time the night was over and she even allowed him to dance with her at the party.
She was a little dizzy from her drinks when she danced with James and she probably pushed her luck with him, having a
few eyebrows raised in her direction. James would tease Zac with a simple brush or wink, knowing the boy was
probably dying in anticipation for what would happen later tonight. James kept his arm circled tightly around Brittany’s
waist as they walked back to the limo.
“I’m not drunk,” she told him.
“I don’t doubt that, but I don’t want you falling onto that pretty ass of yours when I have such sweet plans for it tonight,” he
said, helping her into the car.
She giggled happily and snuggled against his side when he sat in the middle again.
“Zac you’ve been awfully quiet this evening, are you feeling alright?” James asked, tangling his fingers in the boy’s hair
and tugged gently.
“Yes,” Zac moaned, closing his blue eyes and pushed his body closer to James.
He wrapped an arm around the boy and held the two young ones close on the ride back to Brittany’s apartment. They
walked up in silence and when the door was shut safely behind them, James pulled Zac close and slid his finger under
the knot of his tie. Zac’s breath was ragged and he felt Brittany move behind him, sliding her arms up his sides to his
jacket, slowly pulling it off his frame. James smelled musky and Brittany smelled so sweet and he was ready to pass out
right then and there. He wasn’t even sure how he ended up in Brittany’s bedroom, but he had and he was naked,
painfully aware of it. Brittany was nuzzling his erect cock happily as James undressed.
Zac heard the sound of flesh hitting flesh followed by Brittany’s soft, melodic moan. James leaned forward, his breath
hot against her ear lobe. His warm hand caressed her taut belly, dipping down to cup her sex which he was already
buried deep in.
“Take him into your fucking mouth, let’s see if he can behave himself now,” he grunted loud enough for them both to hear.
Brittany moaned again and her wet tongue darted quickly across his tip before slowly taking him all the way into her
mouth. Zac arched up, moaning loudly. James was thrusting in and out of Brittany while she worked her magic on Zac’s
cock.
“I need to….come,” Zac panted as he gasped for air.
“Too bad, you have to wait,” James said gruffly as he slammed his cock hard against Brittany’s spot making the girl
shriek with delight and bit down gently on Zac’s cock.
He hissed gently in pain as it throbbed and he longed to release. James bit down on Brittany’s shoulder as he released
into her as the petite blonde shook into her own orgasm.
“You have to learn patience,” James said, stroking Brittany’s soft hair, slowly pulling her mouth away from Zac’s hard
cock.
Zac whimpered from the loss of contact, but was quickly relieved when James wrapped his warm hand around him.
“I’d like to think that I’m a good teacher, Zac, I don’t want you to make me look like a fool,” he said, squeezing the velvety
flesh, moving it back and forth slowly between his palm.
“You’re…very good…I….sorry.”
“Do you think you can come for me now?” James asked, gazing down into Zac’s blue eyes.
All Zac could do was nod his head and release into James’s hand. James smiled and brushed their lips together.
“I do enjoy all our lessons together,” James grinned, watching the two young ones pant and writhe in pleasure.
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