Diplomacy

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    was a little disappointed when Jack moved to sit down on the covered toilet seat, pulling Lucas along with him.
    “Ride me,” Jack implored, “and watch yourself doing it. God, you look amazing!”
    “ We look amazing,” Lucas corrected as he spread his legs, leaning on Jack’s knees for leverage. With one hand, he guided his lover’s cock to his entrance and sank down on it with a sigh, all the while looking into the mirror. Seeing the long, hard cock disappear into his body was almost too much and it was only the fierce burn that prevented him from coming. He was still hard though, so much so that the head of his cock nuzzled his belly and, as he rolled his hips, pearly streaks glistened in the light. The burn started to subside and he leaned back against Jack’s chest while reaching between his legs to cup his balls. Before he could react, Jack grabbed his thighs and lifted them, exposing their union. Lucas could feel how his muscle stretched around Jack’s thick cock and he rubbed it experimentally. The sensation shot sparks through his groin and judging from Jack’s reaction, it felt good to his lover, too. Lucas was close and wouldn’t need much to come, but he wanted more. “Let’s move,” he suggested. “I want you to fuck me hard.” He reached behind to touch Jack and together they got up, careful not to break contact. Lucas braced himself, knowing the power his lover could bring forth.
    Jack started moving, and Lucas moaned at the feeling of the large cock sliding in and out of his body. As he looked forward, he could see his own cock bouncing a little, creating a feeling that was familiar but that he had never really seen until now. He looked into Jack’s eyes, now dark blue, staring at the perfect synergy with which they moved. It was an incredibly erotic sight, seeing how the slapping noises of their bodies colliding so intimately were translated to images in the mirror.
    “Fuck you feel good,” Jack exhaled more than said as his movements became more powerful and more accurate with each thrust.
    “So tight… so hot.”
    “Yeah,” Lucas almost whimpered. “I’m close,” he added as he tilted his hips slightly. “Oh fuck yeah… right there…” He couldn’t touch himself, afraid that if he let go of the basins, they would crash into the mirror, but he could see his cock leaking with every thrust. “Oh yeah…
    don’t stop now… make me come Jack… make me come… and come with me!”

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    Jack was hitting all the right spots, but the power of his thrusts and their accuracy was waning, alerting Lucas that his lover was close, too.
    He started pushing back, meeting Jack half way. Then Jack moved closer to him, whispering “aim for the mirror” and before Lucas could laugh, he felt his groin tingle and thick milky strands shot from his cock, splattering all over the pristine shiny surface in front of them. Jack thrust twice more, hard and accurate in the direction of Lucas’s prostate, prolonging his orgasm and Lucas felt the heat spread throughout his body.
    They stood clinging to each other and breathing hard as they stared into the mirror.
    “Fuck, that was intense,” Jack panted against Lucas’s neck.
    “Think we should get one of these for the apartment?” Lucas suggested, gesturing at the mirror.
    “No way!” Jack chuckled. “I’d have to gag you to fuck you in front of it. There’s no way we can do it quietly.” Lucas placed his hands over Jack’s, watching his eyes in the mirror. “Guess we’ll need to come back here at least once a year then.” D i p l o m a c y | 209

Chapter Twenty-Seven
    “GERTJE! Oh my God, it’s so good to see you!” Jack held out his arms and hugged his former secretary tight. “Have you seen Lucas?” Gertje was beaming and Jack realized she hadn’t aged at all; she still looked like the vibrant, always busy and very motherly woman who had made his working life in Belgium a blessing.
    “Oh yes! Well, he’s doing what he does best. He’s greeting all your guests, making them feel welcome. I’m so glad I was invited to spend New Year’s Eve with your family, Jack.”
    “You look happy, Gertje.”
    “I am.” She was blushing. “I miss my Eddy of course, but at least I get to travel around a bit now. Spend more time with my sister here in the States.”
    Jack nodded. “I heard about Eddy from Stacey. Why didn’t you call