prestigious job and fucking Egyptian cotton bedding... I’m not good enough for him.”
“Ah, those gays, right?” Red Jack laughed, but then settled into an uncomfortable silence. He knew shit about any of this. He didn’t know any fags. He’d come in a lot of men’s mouths, but he didn’t actually know any of those guys.
Loki swallowed his toast and drank some coffee. “Hard to find a good man.”
“You can’t bring guys back here, understood?”
“I don’t think I’ll need to.”
“Yeah? I’m all you can think about?” Red Jack grinned and downed his coffee in one go. His gaze kept wandering over the smooth skin, the serene face with suckable lips and a straight nose, the hair he wanted to tug on as they fucked.
Loki finished his plate and leaned back in the chair, looking at Red Jack from across the countertop. “I want you to come in me again, Jack,” he said completely out of the blue, and as those jet black eyes pierced Red Jack to the core, his cock stiffened almost immediately.
“Aren’t you a cum slut?” Red Jack grinned back at Loki. Lucy could go to hell. Here was someone to really appreciate his dick. She didn’t know what she was missing. Excitement already tingled all over his skin.
Loki pulled on his dog tag, slowly drinking his coffee. Each movement of his Adam’s apple reminded Red Jack of the delicate structure of Loki’s neck. So easy to break. “I wanna see you as you fuck me.”
Red Jack got up, still slightly unsure how to go about it, but more than confident that his dick was leading the way. “Why?” He approached Loki and hesitated for a moment, but reached out and pinched the guy’s nipple. He actually touched another guy’s nipple. It was smaller than a girl’s, with less flesh to hold on to, but the flash of surprise on Loki’s face pulled Red Jack closer.
Loki glanced at him from beneath thick, dark eyelashes. “You’re handsome. Love your red beard. You turn me on. I want to lick every freckle on your chest.”
Red Jack’s broken ego could definitely use some worship. “You like my freckles?” It was so surprising, he said the question out loud. Everyone always told him he looked patchy. He even got strategically placed tats to hide the irregularities caused by the freckles. The beard helped hide them on his face and neck. He always considered being ginger a disadvantage he had to overcome, not an attractive trait.
Loki smiled and slid off his stool, graceful like a python. “Uh-huh.” There was that glimmer of crazy in Loki’s eyes, but Red Jack didn’t mind. He liked the intensity of that gaze licking him all over.
“What else do you like?” Red Jack pulled down his sweatpants just enough to get his cock out. The freedom of doing whatever he wanted without worry of ridicule or getting the girl mad was relaxing and arousing all at the same time.
Loki breached Red Jack’s personal space and curled his fingers around Red Jack’s cock. He looked up, without shame, but his face didn’t seem lewd either. It was just Loki doing whatever he wanted at this moment. Loki stepped closer, their bare chests met, and that luscious mouth opened as he squeezed his hand around Red Jack’s cock. “Kissing.”
Red Jack let out a groan, his cock more than happy with Loki’s hand gently petting it back and forth already. He’d never kissed a guy before, but maybe if it was something that stayed between them, that no one would know about, he could experiment? Loki did have such pretty lips, so inviting and warm. Red Jack leaned closer, with his heart suddenly hammering in his chest as he let his fingers wander to Loki’s side, and their lips met before he even planned for them to.
Loki opened his mouth, gasping against Red Jack’s tongue as he climbed to his toes and squeezed Red Jack’s cock harder. Their chests pressed tightly together, and he could feel Loki’s heart beating against his own, slowly getting in sync, as if they were one
“Ah, those gays, right?” Red Jack laughed, but then settled into an uncomfortable silence. He knew shit about any of this. He didn’t know any fags. He’d come in a lot of men’s mouths, but he didn’t actually know any of those guys.
Loki swallowed his toast and drank some coffee. “Hard to find a good man.”
“You can’t bring guys back here, understood?”
“I don’t think I’ll need to.”
“Yeah? I’m all you can think about?” Red Jack grinned and downed his coffee in one go. His gaze kept wandering over the smooth skin, the serene face with suckable lips and a straight nose, the hair he wanted to tug on as they fucked.
Loki finished his plate and leaned back in the chair, looking at Red Jack from across the countertop. “I want you to come in me again, Jack,” he said completely out of the blue, and as those jet black eyes pierced Red Jack to the core, his cock stiffened almost immediately.
“Aren’t you a cum slut?” Red Jack grinned back at Loki. Lucy could go to hell. Here was someone to really appreciate his dick. She didn’t know what she was missing. Excitement already tingled all over his skin.
Loki pulled on his dog tag, slowly drinking his coffee. Each movement of his Adam’s apple reminded Red Jack of the delicate structure of Loki’s neck. So easy to break. “I wanna see you as you fuck me.”
Red Jack got up, still slightly unsure how to go about it, but more than confident that his dick was leading the way. “Why?” He approached Loki and hesitated for a moment, but reached out and pinched the guy’s nipple. He actually touched another guy’s nipple. It was smaller than a girl’s, with less flesh to hold on to, but the flash of surprise on Loki’s face pulled Red Jack closer.
Loki glanced at him from beneath thick, dark eyelashes. “You’re handsome. Love your red beard. You turn me on. I want to lick every freckle on your chest.”
Red Jack’s broken ego could definitely use some worship. “You like my freckles?” It was so surprising, he said the question out loud. Everyone always told him he looked patchy. He even got strategically placed tats to hide the irregularities caused by the freckles. The beard helped hide them on his face and neck. He always considered being ginger a disadvantage he had to overcome, not an attractive trait.
Loki smiled and slid off his stool, graceful like a python. “Uh-huh.” There was that glimmer of crazy in Loki’s eyes, but Red Jack didn’t mind. He liked the intensity of that gaze licking him all over.
“What else do you like?” Red Jack pulled down his sweatpants just enough to get his cock out. The freedom of doing whatever he wanted without worry of ridicule or getting the girl mad was relaxing and arousing all at the same time.
Loki breached Red Jack’s personal space and curled his fingers around Red Jack’s cock. He looked up, without shame, but his face didn’t seem lewd either. It was just Loki doing whatever he wanted at this moment. Loki stepped closer, their bare chests met, and that luscious mouth opened as he squeezed his hand around Red Jack’s cock. “Kissing.”
Red Jack let out a groan, his cock more than happy with Loki’s hand gently petting it back and forth already. He’d never kissed a guy before, but maybe if it was something that stayed between them, that no one would know about, he could experiment? Loki did have such pretty lips, so inviting and warm. Red Jack leaned closer, with his heart suddenly hammering in his chest as he let his fingers wander to Loki’s side, and their lips met before he even planned for them to.
Loki opened his mouth, gasping against Red Jack’s tongue as he climbed to his toes and squeezed Red Jack’s cock harder. Their chests pressed tightly together, and he could feel Loki’s heart beating against his own, slowly getting in sync, as if they were one
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