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Spencer had been like it all day, mouthing back to Chris and Ricky, always grabbing them, never giving them a break.
Spencer was sitting on the couch scrolling through his phone when Chris came into the room. "Have you been talking back to Ricky?" Chris asked.
"Why would you care?" Spencer replied, not looking up from his screen.
"Because it's rude," Chris spoke. Spencer shrugged his shoulder.
"Doesn't bother me."
Chris couldn't help but laughed devilishly as he grabbed Spencer by the hair. "Seems to me Ricky and I need to teach you some manners."
"Get the fuck off me!" Spencer shouted as he grabbed Chris' wrist, trying to fight the boy.
Chris was able to overpower Spencer pinning his hands against the sofa. "Chris," the boy spoke as Chris climbed onto his lap. "I didn't do anything."
"You have been talking back to Ricky and I. Don't you think you deserve to be punished.
"Nope, Ricky was being unfair."
"How was he being unfair?" Chris asked.
"He wouldn't buy me a skirt I really wanted."
"Don't you think it's because of your attitude?" Chris replied.
"Nope, he was being a cunt."
"Let's go talk to him," Chris helped Spencer off the couch. Spencer laced his fingers with Chris.
Ricky was laying on the bed scrolling through Amazon looking at skirts for Spencer. "Hey babe," Chris spoke as he walked in, pulling Spencer in the room.
"What's up?" Ricky asked as he placed his phone on the bed.
"Spencer said you wouldn't buy him a skirt?" Chris asked.
"Yeah, he gave me so much attitude that I decided to ignore what he wanted."
"That's not fair!" Spencer whined. "If you want something you work for it. You don't just get things handed to you."
"Thought that why you kept me around."
"We want you around because we love you, not because we want things from you," Ricky replied.
"Course you do." Spencer spoke as he rolled his eyes, his hand gripping Chris' ass through his jeans.
"We do love you," Chris replied. "Prove it, buy me the skirt I asked for," "No," Ricky said sternly as he climbed off the bed. Spencer huffed and puffed as he stomped his foot like a two year old.
"Spencer." Chris warned as he looked at the boy. "That's not going to get you what you want."
"What will?" Spencer spoke as he twirl in the skirt he was wearing now.
Chris paused for a moment, losing his train of thought as he watched Spencer. "Being a brat."
Spencer smirked as he turned his attention Chris. The boy would give him anything he wants if he played his card right.
"Buy me the skirt, Chris. You will be the first one to fuck me in it," Spencer spoke.
Chris nodded, pulling his phone out but Ricky stopped him. "This is why he acts like that," Ricky spoke.
"Come on, he would look hot in it and you know it," Chris replied.
"Yes, he would, but he have been talking back to both of us and he's manipulating you."
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FanfictionMulti-ship. Written with @endlessgoodbyes Top 4 in #miwband and #miwfanfic Just a Brit and American writing gay porn. Probably the gayest thing you'll ever read. Complete Sin. (18+)
