Lost City

No Extra Boxers

!WARNING SMUTISH!
My friend Natasha asked for it... YOURE WELCOME NATASHA!!

Jack climbed on top of Mark and kissed him hungrily.
Mark's heart felt like it was about to explode out of his chest. Everything was happening so fast.
"W-Wait Jack.." Mark groaned.
"Hm?" Jack looked at Mark, his eyes full of lust.
"N-Not here...." Mark blushed.
"Don't worry.. We're not going to get crazy," Jack got off of Mark and walked over to the door, locking it. "We're just gonna have a little fun."
Jack walked back over to Mark and sat down on marks crotch.
Mark groaned and grabbed jacks hips.
"You like that?" Jack smirked and began grinding against Mark.
Mark held in his moans. He didn't want Bob and Wade to hear what they were doing.
Jack began humping him like a horny dog, causing Mark to make a breathy, quiet moan.
Jack smiled and went faster, kissing marks jawline.
Mark closed his eyes shut as he felt himself growing larger in his pants. It was starting to get a little painful.
Jacks erection against his own sent a wave of pleasure through his body.
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Bob walked over to Wade who was sitting on the ground petting Sam's belly.
"Hey, Wade?"
"Yeah?" Wade looked up at Bob, still petting Sam.
"It's been a while. Mark said he'd be right back."
"Him and Jack are probably fucking." Wade said sarcastically.
"Wade I'm being serious."
Wade shrugged and turned back towards Sam.
Bob walked over to the room that Mark and Jack we're currently in. He tried to turn the handle but found it was locked. Bob pressed an ear against the door and heard faint, quiet moans coming from inside the room.
"Oh.." Bob mouthed and backed away.
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Jack had gotten his shirt off and was removing marks as well.
Mark on the other hand was having trouble thinking straight. He couldn't register what was happening at the moment.
When Jack successfully took off marks shirt he took his chance and began leaving wet kisses all along his chest and stomach.
Mark couldn't help but moan, hoping Bob and/or Wade hadn't heard him.
Jack began messing with marks pant button but ended up getting them off him with ease.
Jack took off his own pants and hovered above Mark. He looked at marks toned body then down to his boxers. His erection making a tent and a little wet spot where precum had spilt out.
Jack grinned at the sight. He sat back down on top of Mark.
Mark's boner pressed against jacks clothed ass.
Mark moaned again and threw his head back in pleasure.
Jack began grinding his hips against Mark's.
"F-Faster..." Mark said, shakily.
Jack's grin grew more and he began moving back and forth faster, making Mark a moaning mess.
After a few minutes Mark cried out, "f-fuck Ja-ACK.."
Mark came in his boxers, Jack close behind.
Jack climbed off of Mark and laid next to him, kissing him gently.
"Y'know we don't have extra underwear right?" Mark chuckled.
Jack rolled his eyes and wrapped his arms around marks chest.