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“Come around the bar,” Finn ordered.
Michael hurried to comply.
From this position, no one could see anything under their waists, but it had to be pretty obvious what they were up to. Especially when Finn opened Jackson’s jeans and fished his cock out from his underwear.
Jackson closed his eyes as Finn took him firmly in hand.
He loved it when Finn touched him. Finn’s grip was always perfectly on the edge of tight almost to the point of pain but not. His strokes smooth.
“Hi.” Michael laid his cheek to face Jackson.
“Hey, baby.”
“Kiss?” Michael asked.
“Please kiss me,” Jackson told him. “Always kiss me.”
Michael smiled brightly then moved closer. Plastered to Jackson’s side and kissed him hard.
Thrusting his tongue in Jackson’s mouth, Michael claimed him in the same way that Finn’s touch did. His men. His partners. His home.
Jackson eagerly kissed Michael back.
Michael tasted sweet like the apple juice that Jackson had given him earlier. Maybe it wasn’t so hard to take care of the littles. Especially if this was how he was rewarded for babysitting. Had he been babysitting? It had seemed like it.
Finn twisted his fingers over the head of Jackson’s cock. Jackson moaned into Michael’s mouth. That was good. So good.
Finn’s hand left him, and Jackson ripped his mouth away from Michael’s and hissed. He was not going to be teased. He was too close.
“It’s okay,” Finn soothed. “Let me get your jeans down.”
Okay, Jackson was really good with that. He grasped the back of Michael’s neck and pulled him closer. “If you sit up here on the counter, I’ll suck you.”
“Can I, Daddy? Please!” Michael asked.
Finn chuckled. “Sure, baby. Let me help you.”
Jackson had to straighten so Michael could slide between him and the counter, but that was fine since it gave Jackson the chance to push his jeans and underwear down to his ankles.
Finn opened Michael’s leather shorts before tugging out his long, slim cock.
Just the sight had Jackson’s mouthwatering, an expression he’d always hated but now understood. He craved having Michael in his mouth.
Michael cupped Jackson’s face and kissed him gently before pulling back and grinning. “Suck me, please.”
How could Jackson deny him? Bending back over, Jackson gripped Michael’s hips before he licked at the head of Michael’s shaft.
Michael placed his palms flat on the bar top, gazing at Jackson with soft eyes. His pretty little man. Jackson was crazy about him. Michael was so brave. So smart. So caring. He was hot. And he loved Jackson. That deserved the best blowjob that Jackson could give him.
Lowering his head, Jackson sucked Michael deep. Jackson fought his gag reflex. He wanted to get Michael’s dick sloppy wet and down his throat.
The feel of Finn’s leather pants against the back of his thighs nearly distracted him. Jackson was determined though.
Finn teased his crease and hole with a slick finger.
Fuck! Jackson thought he was going to get jacked off. Getting fucked? Hell yeah! He pushed back against the finger hovering at his hole even as he popped off Michael’s dick. He took a deep breath then forced himself back down.
Michael moaned.
