They suck in a sharp breath through their teeth, eyes widening. They feel Justin's fingers press into their skin. It hurts, souring as if beginning to bruise. But instead of struggling back, Monty feels their legs already starting to spread ever so slightly.

"Y-yes," they admit, quietly, almost shamefully, feeling their cock twitch and throb with obvious interest in their thin underwear. "I...I want to please you. Teach me how." A pause. Then -

"Sir."