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This is a generic Jakepost to reply to. Because the meme post was all Jake and has some inconceivable amount of comments now so it doesn't like to load. Have at, my lovelies.

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Jake's breath hitched a little and he laughed, continuing their gentle cock-rocking in a slow, smooth motion. His boxers were starting to tent a touch.

"This is so vanilla and tender," he laughed again, amused.

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"Handcuffs might be nice," Jake teased lightly, scooting down a few inches to shift their contact with their bits rising to meet one another. "Not sure I care for whips, though."

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Jake really liked it when Dirk was vocal, wow. His dick jumped a little at that sound, and strained against his boxers when the Strider's nails dug into his skin, only to slide his hands into the legs of them. "Hmm," Jake intoned wordlessly, smiling again.

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Ah, so Dirk had picked up on Jake's thigh-trigger. Jake groaned a bit, hoisting himself up to let Dirk get at more of his thighs if he wanted, and set his hands behind him on Dirk's thighs to grind back down against him. His breath was heavy.

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Jake was deciding something, in that moment. He continued to grind against Dirk's forming erection, leaning back on his hands a little and tipping his head back to groan, his voice a little louder on accident.

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"Dirk...," Jake's voice shuddered along with the rest of him and he ground down a little harder into the Strider.

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He shifted, picking his hips up to let Dirk pull his boxers downward. In the meantime, he reached forward to put a hand around Dirk's cock, pumping it gently. He wanted Dirk at full attention before he proposed what he was thinking.

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He started to speak but his voice wavered, so he shifted again, instead. His voice was failing him, so he'd just show Dirk what was on his mind. Carefully-- shyly, really --he slid himself forward, until his naked arse was resting gently against Dirk's dick. He shifted some more, rubbing a little, and hoping Dirk got the idea of his train of thought.

Yep, Dirk. A week in, and Jake was consulting you for the butt sexes.

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Jake wasn't sure what spurred him to this so soon-- sure, he'd watched some gay porn and read up on gay intercourse, and he was curious, but he hadn't really figured he'd be interested so soon. Apparently, something about all this tender loving sex brought out his inner curious deviant. He scooted back again, idly palming himself without enough pressure to really do anything but keep him hard as a rock.

"Just-- will it hurt?" he asked after a moment, voice breathy.

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Jake swallowed, too. He nodded, despite the darkness.

"I-- we'll see. I trust you."

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Shifting, Jake set his feet flat on the mattress on either side of Dirk's legs, now settled between his knees. He tilted himself backward a little to let Dirk get at him a little easier, hissing sharply when his fingers went for his cleft. He laughed a moment after. "Cold," he explained.

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Unintentionally, Jake tightened around the finger, making a startled little sound. Wow, this was strange, and he wasn't even doing much. He laughed at himself again.

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He tried to relax around the feeling, but it didn't work out too well. He at least wasn't clenching in alarm anymore. He folded forward and grabbed hold of one of Dirk's shoulders, exhaling shakily. "Gosh."