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Of course I do. After you.
Want to come over?
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"Oh, fuck, c'mon. That's hardly fair." Ian replied, chuckling. He pressed into another kiss, biting a little roughly at Jackson's bottom lip.
"Get rid of those unneeded clothes and show me that perfect body of yours."
"Alright, alright, bossy. Patience is a virtue and all that bullshit." Ian replied, starting to strip.
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[He nodded, following after him before he grinned.] I don't believe we have. Pleasure to meet you, Xavier, I'm Ian.
Alright, it’s not too far from here. [He chuckled] I don’t think we’ve ever officially met. I’m Xavier.
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Ian moaned around Jackson's cock as he forced it into his mouth once again, taking all of his length into his mouth again. He continued to watch Jackson's face closely, nodding and moving one hand behind himself. Slowly, Ian pressed one finger into himself, his eyes slipping shut with a little grunt.
He grins as he gazes down at Ina whilst the head continues to slap against the tongue. “Finger yourself whilst sucking me. Pretend that it’s my cock fucking you.” He grins before forcing his member back inside of him.
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Oh, I must definitely would want to.
Well would you want to?
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Good. I think I would have been severely disappointed otherwise. That sounds like a good plan to me. Lead the way,
I can’t say no to that prospect.
Why don’t you come over for a few drinks and we can figure out what we want to do?
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Hmm...tough decisions...I think I'm leaning a little more towards a naughty activity.
Oh the decisions here. Let’s narrow it down, innocent activity or a naughty one?
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You're the one who suggested it, so I would hope so.
I would definitely be up for that.
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"Look at you, being modest." Ian's tone was faintly sarcastic, but his laugh took any real bite out of it. He parted his lips more when Jackson slapped the head of his cock against his tongue, his gaze flicking up to watch the other man.
When Ian moved back coughing, Jackson couldn’t help but laugh slightly. “I know my cock is rather big.” He said wrapping a hand around the now moist member before he begun slapping the thick head upon Ian’s moist tongue.
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Any kind of fun you want, handsome.
What kind of fun are we talking about?
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"What, don't like the guys you fuck to be demanding?" Ian teased, quirking an eyebrow up and grinding down a moment. "Apparently not."
"Get rid of those unneeded clothes and show me that perfect body of yours."
"Alright, alright, bossy. Patience is a virtue and all that bullshit." Ian replied, starting to strip.
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Words you will never hear someone use to describe me. Ah, no, I don't think it's a joke. Just not a career that would ever be in my future.
Look at you. So sweet and wholesome. Why would you consider modelling a joke? It’s not quite as easy as you might think it is, believe me.
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Mm...yes, I could.
You could always do me.
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