Hearing the two men talk over his fate, even in just a few short gasps of pleasure, had Isaac nearly loosing it. His cock was still untouched, but he knew that at a single command, he would tip over the edge.
Tears trickled from the corner of his eyes, his was so aroused by the idea. His nails lengthened and dug hard into the foot board, trying to keep himself together.
"Please Master," he cried out, echoing the slave who was fucking into him hard and deep.