Jon walked into the bar and instantly felt at home. He sat at the counter next to a very muscular man with tribal tattoos. The man ordered some beer and quickly downed it.
"Slow down. We've got all night." Jon smirked at the man and got a chuckle in response."I'm Jon. And I think I saw you around my apartment building the other day."
"I'm Joe. And I believe I saw you too. Apartment 17, right?"
"Stalk much?" Joe smiled and bought them both a drink. "Yeah. That's where I stay."
"So i pay attention. Kill me. I also noticed your mom hasn't been home in about three weeks. Is she okay?" Joe played with the bottle and genuinely sounded concerned.
Jon looked down and felt something break. "Yeah." Was all the could come out. Jon stood up and thanked Joe for the drink and gave him his number. "Text me whenever. See ya around."
Jon walked to the door and turned back to wink at Joe and walked into the cool night.
As soon as he locked himself in, he got a text.
Hey Jon. You home yet?
Jon smiled to himself and started to strip down to his boxers. He waited a while before replying.
Yeah. I'm home, stalker.
I worry... Sue me.
Its actually really adorable. :) Night Joe
Night Jon.
Jon played down his phone and tuturned on the TV. He watched Family Guy until he fell asleep, but his dream was unrealistic.
Joe's lips wrapped expertly around Jon's dick. Jon let out a broken moan. He held the back of Joe's head and let out a husky moan when Joe's tongue slowly rubbed over his slit.
Joe pulled off and looked at him with lustful eyes. Jon got the message - loud and clear. He yanked the sleek black curls gently, earning a growl for the bigger man. " Kinky bastard" was all that fell from Joe's kiss-abused lips before returning them to the aching member in front of him. He bobbed his head wildly and, wothout warning, felt Jon's ralease in the back of his throat. Joe had no choice but to swallow it all.
A/N:This is my first time writing a story so please review. -QueenMoxie