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Jack couldn't believe it.
The older boy was stroking him on the head, murmuring and smiling.
He was being so... gentle? Was he always like this with his Ukes?
The thought made Jack feel warm and comfortable as he serviced the throbbing tool before him.
Could he actually fall for this obnoxious Bastard? Unbelievable!
Thankfully his thoughts where interrupted when James finally appeared, and taking advantage of a split second kiss had Jack detached from the dick he had been so happily worshipping.
He couldn't help the tiniest of whimpers escaping his throat at the loss of contact.
Noticing that he was apart from the action he quickly calculated his next move.
It was time to step it up a level.
Knowing he was going to regret it, Jack stood up and freed himself from the tumble of bodies.
Leaving James to do what he liked, he stepped over the other boy and looked down at Deano, trying to catch his eye.
When he had no luck he quickly swung a leg over the prone body beneath him and lowering himself down he came to straddle Deano's well formed chest.
He'd had the first turn at tasting Deano, now he just had to submit to another pleasure.
He looked Deano straight in the eye, not even needing to pull a face, he just stared at him, knowing he was about to lose and win.
Lose the battle of wills with Deano, and win his place on the team.
"Deano..." he said huskily, leaning down and kissing the Captains neck. "Do you mind if I..."
He let his body slide lower, his slick hard on rubbing against Deano's perfect stomach until he was sitting neatly on the other boys pelvis, the sensitive area between his balls and ass connecting with the base of his superiors ample cock.
He swallowed his pride ( just for now he told himself again and again), and wriggled his hips, the very edges of his velvety entrance touching upon the base of Deano's thick cock.
He briefly wondered if he was really ready for this, but a tiny, cheerful little voice in his head told him 'It wouldn't be so bad being Deano's uke...'
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