Kinktober 2017. Day Six Size Difference. Septicbang
Warnings: None
Jacks face was a deep red, as Dan picked him up under his armpits and set him off to the side, like it was nothing at all.
“Can’t you just ask me to move?” Jack grumbled, pushing a little at Dans arm.
“Did you say something, kinda hard to hear you all the way down there.” Dan smirked, watching Jacks cheeks get redder.
“You heard me just fine, you tall floof.”
“Awww is the little man getting mad?”
Jack huffed, crossing his arms and turning away from him, trying not to let Dan see just how he was effecting him. How he got flustered and turned on when Dan would act like this, cocky and like he was so much taller than him.
“Shut up.” Jack mumbled, not pouting.
“aw, don’t be like that.” Dan cooed, wrapping his arms around Jacks shoulders, resting his chin on his head.
“You started it.”
“I know I started something.” Dans voice was suddenly in his ear, making Jacks breath catch in his throat.
“Dan.” Jack breathed out, as Dans hand moved down his chest, hand all but covering his stomach.
“Now now, you didn’t really think I didn’t notice that even littler Jack jumped to attention when I was talking to you, did you?”
Dans hand slid over the front of Jacks jeans, palm pressing over the head of his erection, causing Jack to gasp and press back against him. Jack squirmed at the tips of Dans fingers rubbed his balls through the thick denim, the heel of his hand still caressing the head.
“Such a tiny boy.” Dan laughed softly, thumb flicking open Jacks pants.
“Am not.” Jack whined, wrapping his hands around the forearm still around his chest.
“Uh huhhh. Tell me another one.”
Jacks response was cut off as Dans hand fully slipped into his pants, wrapping lengthways around the bottom, fingers pressing into his balls. His cock twitched as Dan moved his hand slowly up and down, pressing kisses against the side of Jacks neck.
“Such a small boy.” Dan purred, nuzzling behind Jacks ear.
“Not small.” Jack moaned, leaning heavily against Dan.
“Sure you aren’t.” Dan chuckled, wrapping his hand fully around Jacks cock.
Jacks mouth fell open, his eyes clenched shut as Dan worked him over, their stubble scratching against the others. Dans cock was a hard line against his lower back, as Dan pressed closer to him, hips thrusting a rhythm, that matched his hand. When Dan started giving the head a squeeze each time he moved his hand upwards, it was Jacks undoing, making him fall apart at the seams.
Pulling his hand out, Dan grabbed a nearby dishtowel wiping his hand clean, still pressing kisses against Jacks jaw line. Turning in Dans arms, Jack leaned up and pressed their lips together, holding the sides of Dans neck, keeping him still. When Dan was almost to the point of panting did Jack finally pull back, only to sink to his knees.
“Awww, think my big cock will fit?” Dan asked, cocking an eyebrow.
Jack looked up at him with his eyes set, making Dans cock twitch at the silent statement. Game on.
