it's not a nude party but there's no rules against taking your pants off too

[flightsuit]

in which everyone is required to take their damn shirt off because reasons that's really all there is to this party so just take it off ladays and gents TOPLESS PARTY

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[allucinator]

[Ahh, but that's what he likes to hear. Jack leans forward, tongue teasing around the head of his cock once or twice before he speaks against the head.]

That's a good boy-- that's perfect, sweet, but let's hear you keep talkin', hm? I like how your voice sounds, all desperate for me.

[ingoodhans]

[ Hans groans a bit, hips jutting involuntarily at the attention-- or the sudden lack of it, maybe. Now he's tugging at Jack's hair, definitely glaring. ]

W-would you just... get on with it?

[ Impatient, impatient... ]

[allucinator]

Or what?

[He licks at the head of his cock again, tongue teasing at the slit, tasting the precome there.]

Seems to me you don't got much choice in the matter.

[ingoodhans]

A-and whose fault is that?

[ Hans gasps at every touch, so much so that he has to bite his lip to keep himself from embarrassing himself further with wonton noises that would probably carry outside. Just because he's enjoying himself doesn't mean he has to play to Jack's tune. Odd time to be stubborn, Hans. ]

Just... please.

[allucinator]

[Please, and that sounds so sweet. Ah, well, he'll torture him more later, the next time they do this (because there will be a next time). Jack finally relents, leaning forward to take Hans in his mouth once more. He moves enthusiastically, tongue working as he sucks, intent on bringing him to a finish.]