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Nicholas Michaels struts in still glowing from the stage lights, tutu swaying around his hips. Jade Desire locks the door and stares at him like he wants to tear the whole thing off. The second the key clicks, Jade’s got his hands sliding up those smooth thighs, and Nicholas grins, already half-hard just knowing how much that dance turned his man on. They don’t waste time—clothes hit the floor fast. Nicholas drops onto the couch, legs spread, cock standing proud while Jade drops to his knees. He wraps a hand around Nicholas’ shaft, strokes slow and firm, thumb smearing the bead of pre that leaks out. Nicholas bites his lip, hips rolling into the touch. Jade doesn’t stop there; he lifts Nicholas’ legs, spreads him wider, and works a finger in, slick and deep, stretching that tight ring while his other hand keeps pumping Nicholas’ cock. Every curl of Jade’s finger makes Nicholas moan louder, and he reaches down to stroke himself too, riding both sensations at once. Jade adds another finger, scissoring him open, watching every twitch and gasp. Nicholas is flushed, panting, loving the stretch, the filthy rhythm, the way Jade’s eyes stay locked on his hole like he’s starving. The tutu is still bunched around Nicholas’ waist, a ridiculous little halo while he gets fingered and jerked until he’s right on the edge, ready to blow from the mix of pressure and praise.
Nicholas Michaels struts in still glowing from the stage lights, tutu swaying around his hips. Jade Desire locks the door and stares at him like he wants to tear the whole thing off. The second the key clicks, Jade’s got his hands sliding up those smooth thighs, and Nicholas grins, already half-hard just knowing how much that dance turned his man on. They don’t waste time—clothes hit the floor fast. Nicholas drops onto the couch, legs spread, cock standing proud while Jade drops to his knees. He wraps a hand around Nicholas’ shaft, strokes slow and firm, thumb smearing the bead of pre that leaks out. Nicholas bites his lip, hips rolling into the touch. Jade doesn’t stop there; he lifts Nicholas’ legs, spreads him wider, and works a finger in, slick and deep, stretching that tight ring while his other hand keeps pumping Nicholas’ cock. Every curl of Jade’s finger makes Nicholas moan louder, and he reaches down to stroke himself too, riding both sensations at once. Jade adds another finger, scissoring him open, watching every twitch and gasp. Nicholas is flushed, panting, loving the stretch, the filthy rhythm, the way Jade’s eyes stay locked on his hole like he’s starving. The tutu is still bunched around Nicholas’ waist, a ridiculous little halo while he gets fingered and jerked until he’s right on the edge, ready to blow from the mix of pressure and praise.
