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Matty: I rocked his world! *rock on emoji*

Matty: Break his heart, princess ;)

“Holy shit! I can’t believe it worked,” Nina laughs next to me

We move further away from the crowd.

“Did you watch it yet?” Dallas asks, looping her arm through mine as she and the others join us.

“No, we’re about to now.” I scan the area to make sure we are alone, then press play on the phone and hold it out so everyone can see. Nina’s face is close to mine. Her bob tickles my cheek.

Matt and Jack enter the spacious bathroom with its twin sink and walk-in shower. The lavishness is lost on Matt. He goes in for the kill, kissing Jack hungrily before Jack barely has a chance to lock the door. They collide against it, fisting each other’s shirts and growling into each other’s mouths. Matt pulls Jack’s belt through the loops with eager fingers. Then starts on the buttons and drops to his knees.

Not that Jack seems to mind—quite the opposite. He grips hold of the sink behind him, spreads his legs, and looks down at Matt.

I never thought Jack would go for it, but judging by the blatant lust in his eyes, he’s not as straight as he wants everyone to believe.

Matt lowers Jack’s boxers until his big cock springs free, bobbing against his stomach, leaking precum.

“God, he’s hot, isn’t he!” Nina groans next to me. Her hair tickles my cheek.

I nod in agreement and smile when Ben’s eyes narrow on me. “Don’t be jealous, babe.”

Jack’s voice draws my attention back. “Eyes on me when you suck me.” He strokes his dick and grabs a handful of Matt’s blonde hair. “I’ve fantasized about this for a long time.”

“What?” April squeals opposite me. I meet her wide eyes.

“Oh, yeah?” Matt grins. “Today’s your lucky day.” He takes him in his mouth, stroking the long shaft.

Jack groans through clenched teeth, widening his stance.

“This is so fucking hot!” April breathes, and Nina nods eagerly next to me. I’m inclined to agree. Matt doesn’t do anything by halves, and this is no different.

Matt stares up at Jack. He moans low in his throat before picking up speed and taking him deeper.

“Fuck!” Jack’s eyes are glued to his cock in Matt’s mouth. He grabs a handful of Matt’s short blonde hair and begins thrusting his hips, setting a pace he likes.

“Matt is a natural,” Josh says, palming himself. “This is going straight in the spank bank for later.”

I roll my eyes, but I’m also amused.

“What’s happening now?” Steph asks.

Jack pulls Matt up by the hair, slamming their lips together, attacking his belt and jeans. He pushes Matt’s boxers down to his ankles, and Matt lifts his head, throwing a surreptitious look at the camera over Jack’s shoulders.

His attention is soon back on Jack, though, when he begins stroking Matt’s cock in long, firm pulls. “Fuck, that feels good!”

They watch each other, panting.

“You want more?” Jack breathes. His lips curve, and he grabs Matt by the hips and spins him around, pressing a firm hand to Matt’s back so that he is forced to lean over the twin sink.

“I’m not letting you fuck me!” Matt says, looking at Jack behind him through the mirror.

Jack strokes himself and runs his other hand over Matt’s ass. “Maybe not tonight.” He spits on his palm and wets his cock, placing it between Matt’s ass cheeks.

“Oh, fuck!” Matt groans, pushing back against Jack, who smirks.

“You’ll be begging for my cock soon enough.”

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