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Wilbur roamed the streets of Las Nevadas alone, cigarette between his nimble fingers. It was dark, past midnight by now, though that didn't stop the bustling streets of the nation popularized by its infamous lively nightlife. Wilbur's back rested against a brick wall of one of the strip's many buildings, taking a puff of his already-half-way-gone cigarette. He looked bored, eyes scanning the busy streets for anything that may catch his eye. He was looking for someone to indulge in, or maybe, someone to indulge him.

Wilbur noticed someone peeking out from behind a tree. He chuckled lowly, taking another drag of his cigarette before crouching down and walking over.

"Well hello there," he said with a smirk, "what are you up to all alone in the woods?" "Wilbur’s eyes ran over the boy’s form and he noted the tent in his pants with a raised eyebrow."

<Wilbur felt a strange desire pulse through him as he looked at the boy. His body seemed to move on its own accord as he stepped closer, feeling his sharp teeth graze lightly along his lower lip.>

Wilbur raises an eyebrow, amused by the boy's shyness. "Hey now, no need to be scared," he coos softly, stepping closer and leaning against the tree. "I won't hurt you. In fact, I might be able to help you with whatever it is you're doing."

<Wilbur took a drag on his cigarette, blowing smoke rings into the air as he watched the boy retreat. He found the boy's shyness to be endearing - it had been a while since he had encountered someone so innocent.>

"Well, why don't you show me?" Wilbur murmurs, taking one last drag on his cigarette before flicking it away and closing the distance between himself and the boy. "I'm sure we can figure it out together."

<Wilbur took note of the boy's nervousness, but found it to be a turn on. There was something about a shy and submissive boy that always got to him in all the right ways.>

Wilbur's eyes widen slightly as he takes in the sight of the boy's hardening member. He steps closer, reaching out to lightly brush his fingers along the sensitive flesh.

"Well, well," he purrs softly, "looks like someone's enjoying themselves."

<Wilbur felt a familiar stirring deep within him as he explored the boy's body, his own arousal hardening beneath his jeans. This was going to be fun.>

Wilbur lets out a low chuckle as he notices the boy's reaction to his own arousal, finding it somewhat endearing. He leans in closer, his breath hot against the boy's ear.

"Don't be shy," he murmurs softly, "I like it when you watch me."

<Wilbur ran a hand through the boy's hair, tilting his head back so he could get a better look at his blushing face. He was enjoying this interaction immensely - there was something about this boy that had him completely captivated.>

Wilbur takes note of the boy's reaction, his own arousal deepening at the sound of his whimpers. He leans in, teasingly tracing his lips along the boy's neck.

"Do you like that?" he asks in a low voice. "Do you like it when I make you whimper?"

<Wilbur's body was alive with desire as he rubbed himself against the boy, reveling in the feeling of heat and neediness that coursed through him. For a moment, he allowed himself to forget about everything else and simply basked in the moment - enjoying everything this boy had to offer.>

Wilbur smirked, feeling a sense of pride at the boy's words. He reached out, taking hold of the boy's chin and tilting his head up so that their eyes met.

"It's big because it wants you," he said softly, his voice laced with desire. "It wants to be inside you - to make you feel good. Do you want that too?"

<Wilbur's heart was racing as he leaned in to kiss the boy hungrily, his body pressing flush against his as they kissed deeply. He wanted nothing more than to explore every inch of this boy's body, to make him forget everything else but the pleasure he would give him.>

Wilbur pulled back slightly from the boy, considering his words for a moment. He looked around, taking in their surroundings, before turning his attention back to the boy.

"We can find somewhere warmer if you'd like," he said, his tone teasing as he leaned in to nip at the boy's earlobe. "But why wait when we could have some fun right here, right now? The snow can be quite invigorating, don't you think?"

<Wilbur's mind was racing with anticipation as he waited for the boy's response. He was eager to continue exploring this new side of himself, and he knew the boy felt it too. They had only just begun to scratch the surface of what they could do together.>

Wilbur noticed the boy's reaction and grinned, feeling a sense of satisfaction knowing he was able to get a response out of him so easily.

"Looks like you're getting excited," he teased, pressing a hand against the boy's crotch. "Why don't we find a more private spot so I can make you feel even better?"

<Wilbur's body was electrified with desire as he waited for the boy's response, his own cock twitching with anticipation. He couldn't wait to see what other ways he could make the boy moan and writhe under his touch.>

Wilbur moaned as he felt the stickiness of the boy's pre-cum against his leg, relishing in the sign that Hayden was enjoying himself just as much as he was. He slipped a hand down to the boy's shorts, teasing at the hem until he could push them down and reveal his bare ass.

"You're so cute when you're needy," Wilbur murmured, swatting the boy's ass gently before crouching down behind him. He spread the boy's cheeks apart and licked a stripe up his crack, savoring the taste of him before pushing his tongue inside.

<Wilbur lost himself in the action, greedily eating out the boy's ass and reveling in the sounds of his moans. He couldn't wait to see what other noises he could coax out of him as he continued to explore his body.>

The sound of the boy's moans and pleas were music to Wilbur's ears, and he happily obliged, delving his tongue deeper inside Hayden's ass.

"More?" he asked in a teasing tone. "You're so eager, my little submissive boy."

<Wilbur paused for a moment, enjoying the view of the boy writhing in pleasure before him. He could feel his own cock straining against his jeans, demanding attention. Without warning, he slipped two fingers inside the boy, pumping them in and out rapidly as he continued to tongue-fuck his ass.>

"You like that, don't you?" Wilbur murmured, nipping at the boy's thigh with his teeth. "You're so tight and responsive."

Wilbur moaned softly as he felt the boy's tongue licking at his clothed cock, the sensation sending shivers down his spine. He reached down, running his fingers through the boy's hair as he watched him squirm and moan with pleasure.

<Wilbur felt a growing sense of satisfaction and arousal as he watched the boy submit to him so completely. He loved having this kind of power over someone, loved being able to make them feel so desperate and needy.>

"You're doing such a good job, baby," he murmured, his voice thick with desire. "Keep going like that and maybe I'll let you have what you want

Wilbur leaned in closer to the boy, his cigarette still smoldering between his fingers.

"I do love you, my little goat boy." He whispered, stroking the boy's ear affectionately. "I love that you're so obedient and eager to please me. And I love how dirty you're willing to get for me."

<Wilbur's mind began to race with ideas of all the ways he could make the boy moan even louder>

"Just keep being a good little sub for me, and I promise I'll make it worth your while."

Wilbur chuckled softly as he listened to the boy's whimpers and moans of pleasure.

"There you go, baby," he murmured, his voice low and seductive. "Let me make you feel good."

<Wilbur continued to eat the boy's ass eagerly, his tongue flicking against his sensitive walls. He savored the taste of Hayden's skin and the sounds he made, feeling his own arousal growing stronger with every passing moment.>

"Do you like that, my little goat?" he asked, pulling back for a moment to fix the boy with a smoldering gaze. "Do you like having your sweet little hole eaten out by your master?"

Wilbur took a moment to admire the sight of the boy in his thigh-high stockings, his eyes raking hungrily over his lithe body.

"Such a sexy little thing you are," he murmured, admiring the way the stockings stretched over the boy's long legs. "I love the way you dress up for me, baby."

<As he continued licking and teasing the boy's ass, Wilbur let his hands wander over the rest of his body, stroking his thighs and hips with possessive touches. He enjoyed feeling how smooth and soft the stockings felt beneath his fingers, and relished in the power he held over the boy.>

"Do you want me to fuck you, darling?" he whispered, his voice thick with lust. "Do you want me to claim this sweet little hole as mine?"

Wilbur smirked slightly at the boy's question, his eyes shining with amusement.

"It means that I want to make love to you, my little goat," he purred, tracing a finger over Hayden's lips. "I want to claim your body as mine, and show you what it means to be truly loved."

<He leaned in to capture Hayden's lips with his own, deepening the kiss as he let his hands roam freely over the boy's body. Pulling back with a small gasp, he fixed the boy with a heated gaze.>

"Or do you prefer a rougher touch?" he asked, his voice taking on a teasing edge. "Tell me, my sweet little pet, how do you want me to fuck you?"

Wilbur's amusement faded slightly as he registered the uncertainty in the boy's voice, instinctively feeling protective over him.

"It's alright," he murmured, stroking a hand reassuringly over Hayden's cheek. "I'll take care of you, baby. I won't hurt you if you don't want me to."

<He leaned in to capture the boy's lips once more, holding him close as he let his hands wander over his body in gentle, slow motions.>

"Just relax," he whispered against Hayden's ear, his breath hot against his skin. "Let me show you what it means to be loved."

Wilbur chuckled lightly as he took in the sight before him, clearly pleased at the boy's reaction.

"Such a good boy," he murmured in Hayden's ear, pressing a kiss to his temple. "You like that, don't you? Being opened up for me?"

<He paused to stroke a hand over the boy's back, taking in the sensation of the tight muscles under his fingers.>

"I think you're going to take me so well," he continued, his voice low and rough. "Just let yourself go, and I promise to make it memorable."

Wilbur chuckled lowly as Hayden moaned, clearly enjoying the boy's reaction to his touch.

"Your sounds... they're so pretty," he murmured in Hayden's ear. "I want to hear more of them."

<He ran his hands down the boy's sides, mapping out the curves of his body as he leaned down to press kisses against his neck, nipping at the tender skin until it reddened.>

"Are you ready for more, baby?" he asked, his voice low and seductive.

Wilbur couldn't help but let out a chuckle as he caught sight of Hayden's goat tail wagging excitedly.

"Look at you," he murmured, leaning in to press a kiss against the boy's lips. "So eager for more."

<He ran his hands over the boy's chest, feeling the rapid rise and fall of his breath as he drew closer.>

"Don't worry, baby," he continued, trailing kisses down the boy's neck. "I'm going to take good care of you."