Until Death - Red Dead Redemption II

Act XVII: Stop Teasing Me Boy

It'd been about a month since they'd been intimate, it wasn't for some purposeful reason. They've just been a bit occupied and exhausted, however Arthur had been feeling particularly aroused as of late.

Jack had been teasing him, at least that's what he thinks the boy's been doing. He swears Jack had been bending over in front of him to pick up random objects on purpose. Like he was baiting Arthur to jump on him. This wasn't something Jack did knowingly, but it was undoubtedly to his benefit. As he'd been a bit pent up as of late himself.

"Arthur what the hell'r you doin!?" Jack yelled as the man came up behind him.
"I ain't much appreciate how you've been teasing me boy." He muttered, wrapping his arms around Jacks waist.
"I wasn't teasin!" The brunette yelled,
"So you don't want me to do this-?" Arthur then aggressively groped Jacks ass, almost angrily so.
"No that's not what I-" the brunette could barely form a sentence. When Arthur got touchy like this is always made him feel a bit light headed.

The blonde flipped Jack to face him, it was at moments like this that Jack noticed just how much bigger Arthur was than himself. If he wanted to he could easily just snap Jacks neck. The only reason he got the upper hand in their scuffle was because Arthur had been distracted by what just happened. But to be fair winning a fight doesn't entirely depend on how big or strong you are.

Jack wasn't "small" he was average in about everything, and even if someone is twice his size he's won fights against them. Because if you're agile enough you can take down anyone, he once took on a man who was 6'7". And with a running start he was able to jump onto him and use his legs he wrapped around him to throw the man to the ground. Hard enough to knock some of the bastards teeth out. Often you can use someone's size against themselves as the bigger you are the harder it is to move.

Arthur was sure Jack had to know what he was doing. Right now, he was laying on his stomach, smoking a cigarette and facing the fire. Maybe right now he wasn't intending to do anything to Arthur, just enjoying a relaxing smoke by the fire, but it was doing something to him. Arthur just couldn't stop staring at Jacks backside, even if it felt sleazy.

It was just so plump and mesmerizing. Arthur wondered how many guys Jacks been with, or even women maybe. Arthur guessed not, he could not even imagine Jack being with a woman. But no matter the case, he would give anything to go at Jacks ass at that very moment.

Arthur shifted to be a bit more hunched over to hide his erection, even though it was just the two of them. He took a drag of his own cigarette, heart beating with lust as he couldn't get his eyes to look anywhere else. A lot of Jack's outfits did well to show off his ass, but Arthur preferred his usual look, the button up, the vest, his boots, and his suspenders that pulled the butt of his slacks tight to frame his cheeks.
Maybe he had a thing for the scholar look. Maybe he liked to imagine Jack in his educated clothes sloppily undone as if so horny he was willing to do it at school. However he knew that Jack hadn't been to school, but there's nothing wrong with imagining such a thing.

Arthur noticed Jack look back at him for a moment, catching him staring at his ass. Their eyes locked for a moment before Jack scoffed and turned away.

"Alright." Arthur said, blowing the smoke out his nose and putting out his cigarette on the log, getting up to walk over to Jack. "That's it."

"What's it?" Jack stammered as he took an uncertain hit from his cigarette.

"Damn you Jack. You know. C'mere." Arthur ordered.

A bit scared, Jack slowly stood up, head down. When Arthur got stern like this it was unsettling, it's like he looses all sense of personality and becomes cold and seemingly soulless. He didn't dare turn around or go to him, he didn't want to test his luck. He could hear the crunch of twigs and foliage as Arthur got closer to him step by step.