"You make it easy when you taste this good."
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(Mature content)

A clothed trail could be seen leading from the sofa to the large floor to ceiling window, showcasing the city of London. But it was presently lost on the two males, with Jack's back currently being pressed against the clear glass at the mercy of Dexter's powerful thrusts. His legs were wrapped tightly around Dexter's waist as Dexter held him in place with his strong arms.

Jack pulls Dexter in by the neck for a kiss. Their lips meet, the moment chaste due to the vigorous bounces Jack was receiving as he was pressed against the window. "This is what you want...to be fucked with... people watching." Dexter thrusts forward with more force as he says each word.

Jack nods furiously as his eyes lazily stare into Dexter's. This was what it was all about for both of them. This was where it all began. Their journey of shameless desires. The thrill of watching others have sex, but also the rush of wondering whether someome was getting off on them right now.

There were thousands of people out there. Some on the streets below, some in the posh apartments surrounding, even people in the sky in the odd helicopter whizzing by. If they just looked, took a peep, they would see Dexter fucking Jack to oblivion against the clear glass. That was the best thrill of them all.

With the thought of the onlookers, coupled with the physical pleasures he was receiving, Jack knew he was going to reach orgasm very soon. He locks eyes with Dexter, whose blissed out demeanour was evident that he was also on the cusp. "I'm gonna cum." Dexter announces as seconds later he is in a state of orgasm. "Mmmph yeah!" For a split second, Jack feels like he may crack the glass and fall through due to the powerful thrusts, he was being served.

Just a brief tug to his own cock head and Jack was now shooting ropes between him and Dexter. Warm ribbons pulsate out in glorious waves with each touch to his prostate. "Shit...fuuuk." Moans of ecstasy leave his lips as Dexter leans forwards to cover them with his own as if to eat his words. His teeth tug on Jack's now puffy pink lower lip as his strong hip movements slow down, with Dexter finally stilling. He released his hold on Jack's upper thighs as his feet finally touch the floor in what felt like a long time. He pulls out, revealing the condom, seemingly full to capacity as it hangs on Dexter's softening length.

"You have stamina. I'll give you that." Jack says under a laboured breath as he subconsciously runs his hand over his cum covered stomach.

"Course I do. It's my job to deliver the most amazing fucks." he says with a smug look. He then leans in close, grabbing Jack's wrist which was still resting over his abdomen. He raises Jack's hand as if it were a mannequin's, with his white juice present on his fingers. He takes them to his mouth, his tongue leaving his lips, tasting the salty nectar from Jack's middle finger. "Mmm, plus you make it easy when you taste this good."

Jack is left feeling a little awestruck at how Dexter continued to surprise him with the things he was doing. Jack swallows hard as a response to the feel of his fingers entering Dexter's mouth, the way his tongue tickled and teased just right on his fingertips. Sucking and licking him clean like an obedient pet.

Dexter pulls the fingers away from his mouth, with a satisfying pop, his eyes not leaving Jack's. He smiles at how Jack looks so smitten with him. An addiction all on its own. He now takes a step back as he pulls the condom from his penis and proceeds to knot it in the process. "I hate to cut this short, but I have a client later. "

"W...what?" The words leaving Dexter's lips seem to fall on deaf ears at first. As if Jack was still basking in his own world of bliss, as the words of reality slowly reside in his ears.

"I said I have a client later..." he looks at his watch. "In an hour in fact. Can I use your shower?" Dexter seems to not wait for a response as he slowly heads in that direction.

Jack, who still seemed a little overwhelmed by the past moments finally manages a half nod, to which Dexter responds with a wink as he now turns and heads for Jack's bathroom, used condom still in hand. He didn't know what he was expecting from Dexter. His love confession threw him, but Jack also welcomed it. He had always had strong feelings for Dexter, even in his darkest hours, ranging from love and admiration, to hate and jealousy, but now things felt another level.

Jack knew Dexter's job was as an escort. He knew all about that life, but right in that moment it really struck him. Dexter had sex with others. Jack knew this was a means to make money. He also knew that there were no emotional strings attached on Dexter's part at least. So why was Jack feeling jealous all of a sudden?

He turns to look out of the big window. His naked body on show for all to see. Anyone could look if they wanted. They might be doing it right now. Gazing up at his muscular arms, his thick cock hanging between his legs. Someone out there right now, could be getting off on him...or better still, when he was with Dexter...

"That's it!" Jack hurriedly looks over his shoulder in the direction of his bathroom. He could hear the faint sound of the shower running. He turns and heads in that direction, surrounded by the hot steam as he enters. "Dex!" He called. "Dex I don't want you to go..."

Dexter pulls the shower screen across and looks out at Jack, who looks as if he has run halfway across London. Dexter's wet hair clung to his forehead, making him look rather youthful. "Don't start this shit Jack. Just because I said I love you, doesn't mean I'm quitting my job."

"You didn't let me finish my sentence." Jack says, laughing at the way Dexter looked like a drowned rat.

"What then, this open door is letting the cold in." He huffs as he runs a hand over his wet locks and out of his eyes.

"I don't want you to go without me." He utters, as a shy smile graces his lips.

Dexter now disregards the cold as he pushes the shower door fully across "What? What do you mean?"

"Let me come with you..."