Jo ([identity profile] idiosyncratic.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] comment_fic 2009-01-18 09:36 pm (UTC)

Rumor on the set is that Jared is a size queen.

Jeff doesn't know for sure, but that's the rumor. And he's determined to find out for himself. So he shows up unannounced, bottle of whiskey in hand, and plies Jared with a few drinks.

Jared's responses to Jeff's flirting and not so subtle innuendo is promising, so Jeff pushes a little harder, a little faster, and is rewarded with wet, heated kisses and Jared's fingers dancing along his inseam.

Then Jared's hand cups Jeff's groin and Jared freezes. When he lifts his head to stare at Jeff, eyes wide, pupils dilated, Jeff almost comes from the look on Jared's face.

"Fuck me," Jared breathes, sliding to his knees between Jeff's feet and fumbling with buttons and zippers. He pulls Jeff's cock free, stares in awe as it fills his palm, and makes a quiet sound of delight deep in his throat. "Oh, fuck me..."

As Jared's lips close around the head of his cock, Jeff decides that, yes, he's going to do just that.

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