Loki grinned and leaned over to the bedside table, brushing his stiff cock over Red Jack’s lips again in the process. He returned with a bottle of lube and poured a generous amount on his fingers. “I’ll make you nice and smooth first,” he said, reaching back. Red Jack’s hips arched up when Loki’s hand, cool from the lube, squeezed around his prick, gently sliding up and down.
“Christ, don’t fuckin’ tease me. Grip it like you mean it.” Red Jack bit down on his tongue and squeezed Loki’s thighs. That hand was meant for his dick. Strong and large enough to work him properly.
“Yeah?” teased Loki, starting a frantic rhythm with his fist.
“Fuck yes!” Red Jack reached to Loki’s cock and started jerking him off with just as much intent. Seeing him moan and flush was a pleasure in itself, touching made it even better.
“Stick it in me,” uttered Loki, tightening his thumb and index finger around the head.
Red Jack grinned like a madman and let go of Loki’s cock. He pushed Loki a bit farther. “No, I wanna see you push on it yourself. Go on, show me how hungry you are for my cock.”
Loki slid over Red Jack like a snake. As his body trailed lower, Red Jack expected a kiss, but Loki only bit into his bottom lip and pulled on it before straddling Red Jack’s hips. In this position, his whole body was shamelessly on display, from the flushed chest to the cock, to the dip between Loki’s buttocks, which now hovered above Red Jack’s cock. “You won’t last two minutes,” rasped Loki, pulling the cockhead against his anus.
Red Jack moaned, the touch sending a shock of arousal to his balls. “Fuck me. I probably won’t.” He sat up slightly to try and reach Loki’s chest, but the wound in his side made him hiss and lie back in frustration. Still, he was happy to be alive, even if just for this.
“Don’t, I’ll do it all for you,” whispered Loki. He locked his gaze with Red Jack’s and pushed down. The way his tight body squeezed around Red Jack’s cock was melted heaven, but even as more color rose to his cheeks, he didn’t look away, pulling himself up as soon as he sat down on Red Jack’s hips.
The heat and tightness of Loki’s ass gripped him at the base of his cock, and it had Red Jack’s dick throbbing and solid as a rock. He was pretty sure he wouldn’t be lasting even two minutes at this rate. “You’re so fucking hot,” he uttered.
Loki closed his eyes, gasping as he fucked himself on Red Jack, his snug ass swallowing all of Red Jack’s cock into its hungry mouth. He started jerking off even faster than he was able to move on top of Red Jack. There could be a dozen beautiful girls making out around them, and Red Jack’s attention would still be on Loki. On the flushed chest, on the stiff dick, on his handsome face and seductive smile. There was no turning back after this.
Red Jack rocked his hips in the rhythm Loki enforced, slamming in harder and harder as his body took over. He came deep in Loki’s sweet, warm hole, wishing he had more hands to hold him with. Red Jack could fuck him every day until Loki died. Wouldn’t that be a good deed? He panted, barely catching his breath as he made the last thrusts with his hips.
Loki rolled his ass before sinking all the way down and throwing back his head. Cum splattered Red Jack’s T-shirt in a few powerful spurts as Loki stilled, breathing hard without moving by an inch.
Red Jack ran his palms over the insides of Loki’s thighs, still surprised that he could be so shamelessly close to a dick and not be bothered by it. The raw adoration in Loki’s gaze made his chest swell with pride. He didn’t even have to try to be a stud. In Loki’s eyes, Red Jack was worth pursuing already.
Loki slowly rose and let the cock slide out of him, before carefully lowering himself to lie alongside Red Jack. He slipped his arms around Red Jack’s neck and nuzzled his ear with a soft sigh. “You okay?”
“I’m perfect.” Red Jack turned his face for a lazy kiss, and let his fingers trail to Loki’s ass, to caress the slippery hole. It yielded under his touch, and Loki gasped against Red Jack’s lips, hooking one of his knees over his thighs. He was so wonderfully shameless.
“You are. My perfect man.”
Red Jack smiled and hugged him back, smelling the rustled mane. He was far from perfect, but he wanted to try. “I promise to get rid of the other scumbags before you die.” He gave Loki another kiss and closed his eyes. Making Loki happy and giving him the revenge he deserved was the least Red Jack could do.
Chapter 19
Loki was floating. In the dark, surrounded by warm, smooth waves, he felt completely at ease. It was only the lack of oxygen that pushed him back toward the surface. He sat up, with soapy water trickling down his chest. He blew some foam off his nose and pushed back his hair, smiling at Jack, who was too focused on his own reflection in the mirror to pay Loki any mind. He just finished trimming his thick beard so that it reached his collarbones, and was now gently massaging in some kind of oil. The stuff smelled nice, and Loki knew, as he frequently fell asleep with his nose buried in that red bush, lulled by the herby musk and Jack’s own scent. And his balls knew, too, after three more blow jobs Jack had given him within the last two weeks.