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“and I’m sure you’d all enjoy it too, but you see, he don’t like girls much.” He looked at Jonas as if he needed to confirm that and then returned his unsteady gaze to the girls. “Who knows, maybe these two beautiful boys,” he rather grandly waved his hand in Jonas and Nicky’s direction, “will help little Johnny feel good too, so there might be a little prezzie in it for you two.”
    The girls smiled at them as they retreated. They were clearly sisters, maybe even twins, but one of them looked at the men with contempt in her eyes while the other looked more like she’d prefer to stay and watch the show. In any case, Nicky’s sigh of relief echoed Jonas’s sentiments that they much preferred them gone.
    “So who’s the shy one you brought for me tonight?” Johnny queried, clearly not perturbed by the fact he was still on his back on the floor in a position that looked quite uncomfortable in Jonas’s eyes. The shag carpet underneath him offered little support, no doubt.
    “This is N… Jamie,” Jonas answered, pulling the young man in front of him. He let his hand rest on Nicky’s stomach and undid one of the buttons on the silk shirt so he could slip his hand inside to touch bare skin.
    “Well, he’s certainly beautiful, man, but can he perform? Like Johnny likes it?”
    Jonas sensed how nervous Nicky was and wondered for a moment if the young man was going to chicken out. “I promise you he can,” Jonas answered, more to give Nicky confidence than out of certainty. “Have I ever let you down?” Johnny snickered. “You’re a man of your word, Jonah. Now show me what that beautiful kid looks like.”
    “Patience, Johnny,” Jonas cautioned. “He’s not a seasoned pro.” Then he buried his face against Nicky’s neck and murmured,
    “You okay? Just relax, forget he’s here.” Nicky tried, molding himself to Jonas’s chest as the older man’s hands caressed him underneath the seductive silk shirt. He Façade
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    turned toward Jonas and whispered, “But I like the fact he’s watching. Think he’ll get off on it?”
    “Not likely,” Jonas mumbled even more quietly. He let his hand wander down to Nicky’s groin, but to his surprise, Nicky was nowhere near hard. “Relax,” he urged him again. Jonas had no problem getting it up in almost any circumstance, and he’d never seen Nicky with anything less than a half-hard cock either, but it was still completely possible that this time the young man had bitten off more than he could chew. He could only hope that he could drag it out long enough for Johnny to lose interest or pass out. Luckily the aging rock star had his bottle of Jack Daniels within reach and wasn’t afraid to use it.
    After a particularly large swig, Johnny waved it at them. “Take his kit off, will ya? I can barely see him like that.” Nicky’s shirt was unbuttoned already and Jonas pulled the sides apart to slip it off Nicky’s shoulders.
    “Now those are nipples!” Johnny exclaimed. “They’re like a woman’s, so big and dark! Does he like it when you lick them?” Jonas made Nicky turn around and sank down to his knees, pulling Nicky onto his lap. He positioned the two of them so Johnny got a good view of both of them in profile and started kissing Nicky’s neck before swiftly moving over his shoulder to his nipples.
    He knew he’d have to seduce Nicky, get him in the mood. He also knew this was one sure way of doing that. The wanton way in which Nicky started rubbing up against him, followed by one of the raunchiest moans Jonas had ever heard coming from the young man, made it clear he was well on the way there.
    “You want help there, getting him out of those trousers, Jonah?” Johnny asked, giggling but clearly keeping his eye on the action.
    “And who’s going to help me?” Jonas answered, only half joking. “You’ve never touched any of the boys. I’m not letting you start with this one either.”

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    Johnny pulled an exaggerated face and rustled around in his pockets before pulling out a pill and flushing it down with another large swig of whisky.
    Jonas knew he couldn’t let Johnny wait forever but since Nicky’s kisses were becoming sloppy already, he thought he was ready to show more of himself. “Let’s take those jeans off, baby,” he murmured against Nicky’s lips.
    “You too,” Nicky answered almost immediately, a seductive smile playing around his lips. They both got up and Jonas pulled down his