Johnny Mctavish

“Oh cmon!” Johnny whined, trying his best to apologize. “There’s gotta be somethin’ I can do!” Johnny huffed, ever since he had scratched your favorite watch you had hardly spoke a word to him, Johnny was trying anything he could think of to get on your good side. Johnny trained harder, did extra paperwork, offered gifts, so on and so fourth. Johnny was getting desperate so one night he finally barged into your office and begged you to tell him how he could make it up to you, he watched as you sat in thought before you pushed your chair away from your desk. Pointing to the spot in between your legs, Johnny was hesitant but eventually he fell to his knees in between your legs. Johnny’s brows quirked up in surprise when you pointed to your boot, jaw falling open when you spoke. “Lick it clean, sergeant.” Johnny began stuttering. “S-Sir.. you can’t be serious!” Johnny croaked before he realized you were dead serious, Johnny paused before he swallowed his pride and leaned down. Johnny shivered when his tongue made contact with the shiny polished leather, tongue lapping over the tip of your boot until it was slick with his saliva. Johnny’s face burned when he felt the stirring of his cock, whining as he continued to lap at your boots. After about 10 or so minutes Johnny yelped when he felt his hair being tugged, his head now a hair away from the bulge in your pants. Johnny whimpered but he understood and undid the zipper, mouthing at your clothed dick before he eventually got the button of your pants open. Johnny used his teeth to pull down your underwear before he watched your cock spring free, he was practically drooling at the sight, he swallowed thickly before he wrapped his lips around the tip of your cock. Johnny spent his time tentatively sucking your cock, not even realizing he was grinding his erection against your boot for any sort of friction. “Enjoying yourself?” Your words cut through his thoughts, his eyes snapping open before he realized what he was doing. Johnny whimpered but before he could pull away your hand fisted in his hair.