Suits.

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Mark and Jack had an interview in a matter of days and where informed that a fancy dinner would be taking place after. Neither of the men had anything fancy enough so they decided that they'd have to go and buy some.

The uber ride to the suite shop was long as they had to venture right into the city. Jack and Mark both put earphones in and listened to music separately. Mark and Jack's hands kept on brushing against each other which caused both of them to blush and make awkward eye contact, however neither of them hated it.

Jack fell asleep occasionally fidgeting, suddenly he moved his hand onto Mark's thigh just under his crotch. Mark whispered a moan into his knuckle as he moved Jack's hand away.

The uber driver looked into the rear view mirror chuckling which made Mark blush even more. The next 25 minutes where torturous because Jack continuously moved his hand around in his sleep. Flopping his palm onto Marks thighs.

Jack woke up by the car grinding to a halt. Jack rubbed his eyes stretching his legs and arms. Mark handed the driver the required Euros, and opened his and Jack's doors. Jack opened his phone to Google Maps to find their way to the shop. After searching for about 5 minutes they found themselves stood outside an insanely posh looking suite store.

"Well, Urm I mean should we go in?" Mark stuttered.

"Of course silly we have too!" Jack slapped Mark playfully and walked confidently into the shop. Mark followed behind Jack and they made their way towards the counter. Mark and Jack stood next to each other and rung the bell on the marble glazed desk. 

A woman almost immediately walked through two silk curtains into the main room, examining both of the men thoroughly.

"Hello, how may I help you today?"

"Well, we have a very fancy dinner coming up and we wondered if you had any available suits." Mark was nervous and had a slight shake in his voice.

The woman went on to explain how they had limited suits left due to them only really doing tailored custom suits. The whole conversation was going relatively well until the woman mentioned this...

"Due to reconstruction we only have one available changing room, and I have to leave shortly due a complication at our other store so i'll have to close up. So you either get changed together or come back tomorrow?"

Neither of the men bothered and were secretly excited. Mark took his time in finding a deep burgundy suit that complemented his hair. Jack grabbed a tight fitted dark grey suit, they both met in the hall way and entered the changing room.

The room was luxurious fitted with silk curtains, Swarovski door handles, red leather seats and golden door and mirror frames. Both the men took of their shirts while taking the suits out of the bags they were placed in. Jack removed his phone from his pocket and ushered Mark over to take a selfie for Instagram. He captioned it "with daddy" Mark chuckled and walked back over to his suit. The comments began flooding in all commenting "#septiplier".

They then removed their trousers, now in nothing but boxers, Mark looked up at Jack seeing his slender toned frame and his juicy ass in his boxers. Mark looked away searching for his cuff links when he was interrupted.

"Mark?" Jack whispered.

Mark looked over to see Jack on all fours looking under a low dresser. He had dropped a cuff link and was too afraid to ask the shop clerk. Mark got down and helped look for the cufflink, they eventually found it sighing in relief.

Just before either of them could put any more clothing back on Jack slipped over falling onto his back.

"OW!" Jack cried.

Mark ran over quickly picking Jack up bridal style and sat down with him on his lap, he rubbed circles onto Jack's back helping him deal with the pain. In a split second their lips met, their tongues sliding along each other as Mark stood up with his hands under Jack's ass and Jack's legs wrapped around him holding him up.

Mark pushed them into a wall earning a soft moan from Jack, the smaller man ran his hands through Mark's hair while rolling his head back in pleasure. Somehow they where both now naked, skin on skin, jack pulled away still being held up he looked at Mark. He nodded as Mark lined his length up with Jack's entrance. Mark started slowly going forward until his cock was in Jack.

Jack squirmed but forced himself down and felt Mark slide into him.

Jack was in intense pain, there was no lube and no prep, but he couldn't doubt that it felt so right. It felt so good being bad.

"Are you sure about this?" Mark moaned.

"I want it rough daddy." Jack responded.

Mark began bouncing Jack into the air feeling his length slip into Jack easier each time. Jack leaned forward and bit Marks ear, making him thrust harder. Jack squealed every time he felt his prostate being hit by Marks huge dick.

Jack was tight around Mark's length every time time he entered Jack it felt like the first time. Jack had managed to relax onto Mark and soon felt himself near the edge.

"I'm gonna cum Mark" Jack whined.

"So is daddy, you've been a good boy." Mark said in a low husky deep voice.

He continued to viscously pound into jacks ass until he felt himself spill into jack, filling his hole with hot cum. Jack erupted onto Mark's chest, Mark then laid down on his back panting out of breath. Mark crawled over him licking the cum of his chest and then finally kissing him passionately.

They both laid there for 5 minutes holding hands catching their breath. Jack began crying suddenly...

"What's the matter baby?" Mark was concerned and worried.

"It hurts Mark, I'm sorry if I ruined this by saying that." Jack sobbed into Mark's neck.

"I'm so sorry Jackaboy, you should've said. I'd never want to hurt you I love you."

Jack looked up into Mark's eyes and reason minded with...

"I love you too. Markimoo."

They got changed really quickly and purchased the suits realising how long they'd spent in the shop. On the ride him Jack put his head on Mark's lap and feel asleep while Mark played with his hair to comfort Jack's pain.

Mark smiled to himself but he soon stopped when he saw Jack's phone erupt with text messages from an unknown number....

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