Loki nodded, as it was the only thing he could come up with in response to something so bizarre. “I don’t see him that way,” he lied, because he couldn’t recall ever wanting a guy as much as Jack. His whole body electrified when they were close. Sometimes, he fantasized about Jack’s freckles travelling to his own body and covering him from head to toe.
“Is he doing any meds for the AIDS? I’d be all over him if he gets better.” She pointed at Jack with the beer bottle she was holding.
Loki bit his lips not to yell at her. He couldn’t believe someone could have so little understanding of the disease. What did she even mean by gets better? He was clearly fine, and if she wanted to sex him, all she needed would be a condom. Did she think it was curable with antibiotics, or something? “Yes.”
“Does he ever mention me? I’m Sandra by the way.” She finally looked back at Loki with big brown needy eyes, her pupils the size of dimes, which could possibly explain why she made so little sense.
That was it. Jack deserved someone much better to console himself with after Loki’s death. “Er... he talks about lots of girls.”
Sandra sighed and threw her hair over her shoulder. “Good talk,” was all she said before walking away.
Loki slouched against the wall and pushed the cake halfway down his throat. Somehow, it was more pleasant to have a cock shoved so far in. His eyes searched for Jack again.
He was still in the same place Loki had seen him before. Grinning, he patted Monster on the chest, despite the guy being as stiff as a statue. Jack poured Monster a shot as well, but the oddball put the drink away as soon as Jack walked off with the bottle. Loki rushed behind the red beacon of Jack’s head. Jack had always been the heart of the party, but even more so tonight, with every single person here wanting to congratulate him on the speedy recovery. Jack was healing quicker than Loki was deteriorating. It was a good thought to cling to.
Jack didn’t notice Loki, swaying from side to side as he entered a ‘club members only’ area. Loki quickly glanced over his shoulder and decided to follow Jack anyway. Maybe he could distract him into a blow job? At this point, Loki knew Jack had a hard time saying no to having his dick sucked. He followed Jack up the staircase and into an open corridor that ran all the way around the courtyard. With the party area so bright, Loki bet no one would recognize them in the shadows anyway.
There was a great view at the pool from here, and Jack took a moment to ogle the topless girls splashing in the water, but then turned into a door. He slammed his head against it at first and swore loudly, but then managed to pour into the room.
Loki grinned and rushed in after him. Jack didn’t even switch on the light, but Loki could clearly see him spread out on the narrow bed in the light coming through a single window.
“You wanted to lure me out here?” asked Loki as his hand found the lock.
“Huh?” Jack muttered and slowly turned his face to Loki. “You came to ward off the girls?” He chuckled and turned to his stomach, pushing his face into the pillow.
Loki grinned and crawled on top of Jack. He smelled like a booze factory, but that didn’t make Loki love him any less. “I thought we should celebrate together.”
Jack just groaned in answer and lifted Loki slightly, arching up. Loki snuggled his face against the back of Jack’s head and kissed him, slowly pulling his fingers down the sides of that strong, muscular body. “Did you get tired from talking to Monster?”
“Yeah, fucker asks too many questions.” Jack’s breath quickened, and Loki smiled, knowing it was his doing. He slid his hand down, first to Jack’s hip, then to the front of his pants, pushing it in the tight space between his man and the mattress.
“Bastard. Couldn’t leave you alone now, could he?” whispered Loki, nuzzling Jack’s hair, which was just as red in the dark as it was in the light.
“It’s fine. Just too much brain power needed after this vodka I’ve had. Burns your throat raw, but fuck, it’s good,” he mumbled into the pillow, but Loki could sense the smile in his voice.
“Did you say fuck?” whispered Loki, cheekily grinding his crotch against Jack’s ass. He’d ogled it many times, and it was just as freckled and beautiful as the rest of him.
Jack let out the most wanton moan. “Fuck, fuck, fuck. You always get me horny,” he said as if it was a complaint. Jack was ready to go two, even three times a day, and arousing him was as easy as starting a car. A new, amazing car with an autopilot function, powered by rocket fuel.
“I bet no one ever made you as horny as me. You can’t resist,” he teased, slipping his hand past the waistband of Jack’s jeans and rocking his hips against his ass at the same time. He closed his eyes as his mind wandered to the fantasy of a very naked Jack, with cum oozing out of his hole. It would be Loki’s cum, and it would be Loki’s cock that made Jack tremble.