Candy Apple Nails
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Original - Misc › -Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
3
Views:
2,540
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Category:
Original - Misc › -Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
3
Views:
2,540
Reviews:
3
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
Cnady Apple Nails
Candy apples, Jared thought, his nails are painted like candy apples. Smooth and red and very glossy they shined under sparse artificial lighting as their owner twisted and bounced his hips to the pounding beat.
Hair to light to actually be natural, a fine mix between blond and grey, hung in beach curls around his eyes. Blue contacts another color too artificial to be real. Skinny hip bones poked out under a faded black t-shirt and just above bleached, grey skinny pants. A cherry tongue was playing suggestively with the hoop going through his lip.
He was far too young, far to fake for Jared to ever consider. Dressed in his own business suit he looked very out of place in a sea of twinks and bears. Jared brought up his hand and swept back a lock of salt and pepper hair. This was a bad idea.
That’s when he popped up, at the bar right beside him. He ordered some fruity drink and spared Jared a glance. He even had glitter on his cheek Jared snorted and took a long drink from his generic beer. The boy didn’t leave his side and he never said a word. Almost faceless boy came by and asked for dances, some commanded in a domineering tone. The boy just sat there. Jared sat with him.
The crowd dwindled and there was a sort of silence, the loudness of the still playing music lessened with slow music and few dancers. Then candy apple hands grabbed his hand and dragged him out of the gay club. Jared followed him lost in a mystery.
Without a single word the boy sank to his knees in the alley way. It smelled like trash and stale cigarette smoke. It made Jared crave his old habit. His pants were opened and slid to his thighs. He was going to get a blowjob from a boy at least twenty years his junior and he didn’t know his name, he was in an alley way. It was all so shameful and dirty; it drove a lightning bolt through his cock already hard in the boy’s hands.
He clenched the ashen hair of the boy in his fists as soft lips teased him. A hot slick tongue trailed up and down him. It went so fast, embarrassingly fast before he covered glittered cheeks with white. He brought his sleeve up to wipe the sweat from his forehead.
The boy stood up and used a handkerchief to wipe his face off as well before lighting up a cigarette and standing awkwardly next to him. Jared almost asked him for one.
Taking things in his own hand he trapped the boy against the wall. He tasted the smoke on his lips and himself. He could care less as he forced his tongue into the boy’s mouth and reach down to pet at his hard covered cock.
He pulled back to take a deep breath and the boy looked at him, amused. Then he took a long drag while shuddering from the light caress. Jared lowered himself, pushing those horrendous pants off slim hips while the boy above him kept inhaling the cancer stick.
He brought his own finger to his mouth and slobbered it so it went gently into the boy’s tight orifice. Another one and the smoke forgotten but the boy was panting, leaning against the wall. It was awkward and uncomfortable but they made it work like anyone with enough desperation would.
He wished he had some lube as he turned the boy around, pressing his face against the grungy side of the club. He pushed in and waited, eliciting a grunt from below. He fucked him with short, sharp thrusts figuring they had spent enough time back here.
He reached around to jack him off and pulled down his collar to bite at his neck. He reached under his shirt to play with his nipples. They boy shuddered, tightened and moaned until he came on the ground and the other man pulled out, following him with a few jerks.
They stood and straightened themselves. The boy looked slightly more rumpled but Jared looked a complete mess. He would have to go to his drycleaners as soon as possible.
“It’s Ace by the way, see you next weekend.”
Author`s Note- Whew it`s been awhile since I disappeared, I entered a hard time in my life and lost access to internet and my muse had a child blah, blah, blah. Anyways, this all came from a simple glance at my fingernails and I figure I`ll add some more to this at one point. Hope you enjoyed it, thanks!
Hair to light to actually be natural, a fine mix between blond and grey, hung in beach curls around his eyes. Blue contacts another color too artificial to be real. Skinny hip bones poked out under a faded black t-shirt and just above bleached, grey skinny pants. A cherry tongue was playing suggestively with the hoop going through his lip.
He was far too young, far to fake for Jared to ever consider. Dressed in his own business suit he looked very out of place in a sea of twinks and bears. Jared brought up his hand and swept back a lock of salt and pepper hair. This was a bad idea.
That’s when he popped up, at the bar right beside him. He ordered some fruity drink and spared Jared a glance. He even had glitter on his cheek Jared snorted and took a long drink from his generic beer. The boy didn’t leave his side and he never said a word. Almost faceless boy came by and asked for dances, some commanded in a domineering tone. The boy just sat there. Jared sat with him.
The crowd dwindled and there was a sort of silence, the loudness of the still playing music lessened with slow music and few dancers. Then candy apple hands grabbed his hand and dragged him out of the gay club. Jared followed him lost in a mystery.
Without a single word the boy sank to his knees in the alley way. It smelled like trash and stale cigarette smoke. It made Jared crave his old habit. His pants were opened and slid to his thighs. He was going to get a blowjob from a boy at least twenty years his junior and he didn’t know his name, he was in an alley way. It was all so shameful and dirty; it drove a lightning bolt through his cock already hard in the boy’s hands.
He clenched the ashen hair of the boy in his fists as soft lips teased him. A hot slick tongue trailed up and down him. It went so fast, embarrassingly fast before he covered glittered cheeks with white. He brought his sleeve up to wipe the sweat from his forehead.
The boy stood up and used a handkerchief to wipe his face off as well before lighting up a cigarette and standing awkwardly next to him. Jared almost asked him for one.
Taking things in his own hand he trapped the boy against the wall. He tasted the smoke on his lips and himself. He could care less as he forced his tongue into the boy’s mouth and reach down to pet at his hard covered cock.
He pulled back to take a deep breath and the boy looked at him, amused. Then he took a long drag while shuddering from the light caress. Jared lowered himself, pushing those horrendous pants off slim hips while the boy above him kept inhaling the cancer stick.
He brought his own finger to his mouth and slobbered it so it went gently into the boy’s tight orifice. Another one and the smoke forgotten but the boy was panting, leaning against the wall. It was awkward and uncomfortable but they made it work like anyone with enough desperation would.
He wished he had some lube as he turned the boy around, pressing his face against the grungy side of the club. He pushed in and waited, eliciting a grunt from below. He fucked him with short, sharp thrusts figuring they had spent enough time back here.
He reached around to jack him off and pulled down his collar to bite at his neck. He reached under his shirt to play with his nipples. They boy shuddered, tightened and moaned until he came on the ground and the other man pulled out, following him with a few jerks.
They stood and straightened themselves. The boy looked slightly more rumpled but Jared looked a complete mess. He would have to go to his drycleaners as soon as possible.
“It’s Ace by the way, see you next weekend.”
Author`s Note- Whew it`s been awhile since I disappeared, I entered a hard time in my life and lost access to internet and my muse had a child blah, blah, blah. Anyways, this all came from a simple glance at my fingernails and I figure I`ll add some more to this at one point. Hope you enjoyed it, thanks!