Facade

Jonas asked as he was led into the bathroom by a swaying Nicky, helping to hold him upright while he peed.
    “He’s got the best cock and knows how to use it,” Nicky answered, clearly a little surprised by his own admission. “I met him when I was still in design school. He was modeling even then and told me point-blank that he wanted to fuck me because I was going to have the best graduation show of the year and he wanted to be my star model. You know, a little like the girl who gets to wear the wedding dress at the end of the show, only for guys they don’t have the wedding dress, of course.”
    Jonas chuckled.
    “So I said he would be my favorite model and we fucked a few times, but every time, he said he was straight, that he didn’t fuck guys. But Jonas, he was so good at it! We did everything! He would blow me, and believe me, I can tell when a guy likes to have a cock in his mouth or when he just does it because I pay him. And he would rim me even if I didn’t ask him for it, and he was really good at it too! Oh God, and to be fucked by that perfect cock of his….” Then suddenly Nicky seemed to realize that he was saying all this to Jonas. “Oh. I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to say you didn’t—” He pushed his body against Jonas’s. “I like it when you fuck me too.
    You’re much better to me than Josh was. At least you don’t tell me girls fuck better than I do.”
    Okay, this conversation wasn’t going the way Jonas had hoped it would. He could tell it was bringing Nicky down and that was no good. “You fuck much better than any girl, Nicky, trust me.”
    “I do?” Nicky asked coyly, his face lighting up.
    “Yes, you do,” Jonas answered, completely truthfully. He pulled Nicky even closer and whispered in his ear. “Will you prep yourself for me and let me watch?”
    Nicky moaned. “Oh fuck yeah, would you? Watch me, I mean?”

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    “Of course I would,” Jonas answered seductively, feeling his groin stir at the thought. He was surprised to see how eager Nicky was and how much it seemed to turn him on as he watched the young man shed his intricate harem costume and take some lube out of the cupboard. Nicky was still surprisingly hard and didn’t waste any time. He covered two of his fingers with the clear gel and pushed them against his puckered opening as he bent forward, holding onto the washbasin for support. Jonas sat down on the closed toilet seat to get a better view, which made Nicky smile.
    “You have the best view in the house, mister,” Nicky drawled, looking over his shoulder.
    “I have the only view in the house,” Jonas corrected. “And I wouldn’t miss it for the world.” He unzipped his trousers and took his semi-hard erection out.
    Nicky’s eyes trailed down. “That looks good,” he said seductively, licking his lips.
    Jonas teasingly pulled his erection away from Nicky. “Uh, uh, later! When that hole of yours is nice and slippery and ready to take this mighty weapon, then you’ll get some!” Nicky giggled. “I want some now.”
    “Well, you can’t.” Jonas continued the teasing. “Not until you show me that you’re ready.”
    In truth, Jonas wanted to prolong the enticing sight in front of him as long as he could. Nicky showing him his nice ass, two fingers slipping in and out of his entrance and bliss all over his face: Jonas thought he could look at that forever. He was quite hard now too, so he only stroked himself a little, just to keep Nicky’s eyes on him.
    Nicky scissored his fingers, stretching his hole. “See, I can take it, please fuck me now,” he pleaded.
    “I’ll have to gauge if you’re telling the truth,” Jonas teased, leaning forward and slowly inserting his finger between Nicky’s scissored ones.
    “Oh fuck, yeah. Oh God yeah!” Nicky cried out.

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    Jonas felt Nicky shift, and his channel started pulsing around Jonas’s finger. Before he could react, Nicky’s knees gave out as he came hard and crashed to the floor. Jonas jumped up and knelt down beside him, taking Nicky in his arms, worried that he’d hurt himself.
    To his surprise, the face that turned toward him was one of sated bliss.
    “Fuck, I came too fast! But it sure felt good!” Jonas helped Nicky up and started wiping the come off his belly and thighs.
    “I still want to fuck you… want you to fuck me,” Nicky corrected himself, pointing fingers.
    “Okay, baby,” Jonas shushed him. “But let’s do it in a bed this