Jack slowly ended our kiss as he stepped back and began unbuttoning his uniform


Jack slowly ended our kiss as he stepped back and began unbuttoning his uniform jacket, starting at his high-banded collar and slowly working his way down. I smiled as I watched him remove his uniform jacket from his broadly muscled shoulders. He draped it over the back of a chair as I drank up the sight of his toned muscles stretching his tight white undershirt until he peeled that off as well, his neatly gelled hair messing a bit as his T-shirt came off. I sighed. Jack Grant's body was perfect - trim and military fit. His perfectly square pecs were like thick slabs of meat, capped with two juicy nubbed nips, and his ball-chained dogtags clinked in the dead center of his sternum. His entire upper body was pelted with lush blonde curls that swathed over his chest and decorated his defined and cut abs. He took a seat as he removed his low-quarter shoes, watching me as I toed off my sneakers as well. When he stood, his hands finished opening his trousers, pulling them off his legs until he was left in just his underwear briefs. Jack stepped back to me. But I took the initiative this time, reaching out to touch his trim waist. My fingers dug under the elastic band of his briefs as Jack let me slowly pull the last layer of fabric off his body - over the curve of his sculpted ass until his cock finally sprang free. His briefs landed at his feet as I looked down at Jack's beautiful six-inch piece - straight, cut, and dripping with excitement. It was just as perfect as I remembered. Jack closed the last bit of distance between us as I felt the hardness of his prick poke against my belly, with a kiss of wetness signaling his desire.
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Jack slowly ended our kiss as he stepped back and began unbuttoning his uniform jacket
,
starting at his high-banded collar and slowly working his way down
.
I smiled as I watched him remove his uniform jacket from his broadly muscled shoulders
.
He draped it over the back of a chair as I drank up the sight of his toned muscles stretching his tight white undershirt until he peeled that off as well
,
his neatly gelled hair messing a bit as his T-shirt came off
.
I sighed
.
Jack Grant's body was perfect - trim and military fit
.
His perfectly square pecs were like thick slabs of meat
,
capped with two juicy nubbed nips
,
and his ball-chained dogtags clinked in the dead center of his sternum
.
His entire upper body was pelted with lush blonde curls that swathed over his chest and decorated his defined and cut abs
.
He took a seat as he removed his low-quarter shoes
,
watching me as I toed off my sneakers as well
.
When he stood
,
his hands finished opening his trousers
,
pulling them off his legs until he was left in just his underwear briefs
.
Jack stepped back to me
.
But I took the initiative this time
,
reaching out to touch his trim waist
.
My fingers dug under the elastic band of his briefs as Jack let me slowly pull the last layer of fabric off his body - over the curve of his sculpted ass until his cock finally sprang free
.
His briefs landed at his feet as I looked down at Jack's beautiful six-inch piece - straight
,
cut
,
and dripping with excitement
.
It was just as perfect as I remembered
.
Jack closed the last bit of distance between us as I felt the hardness of his prick poke against my belly
,
with a kiss of wetness signaling his desire
.
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