Dave x Jack Oneshots

25. Lost Bet [SMUT]

"Fine. The one who loses the bet has to... Buy a champagne bottle for the winner?" Jack suggested, leaning against the wall in the saferoom.

Dave, on the other side of the room, also leaning against the wall, he put his fingers on his chin. "Hmm... How about something more extreme?"

"Oh yeah..? What do you have in mind?" Jack tilted his head to the side in curiosity.

"How about... The loser sucks the winner's dick?" Dave said, maybe a little too freely.

Jack chuckled, thinking it was a joke, but then he asked "haha, wait, what? You mean, really?"

"Yes, Old Sport! The loser sucks the winner's cock! In this very saferoom!" Dave laughed, his arms crossing as he gave Jack "that" look.

"Dave, don't you think it's a little too much for just a bet?" Jack blushed, but hoped the other man wouldn't notice.

"Nah, not at all, Old Sport! You only live once, so whatever!" Dave laughed, making Jack a little scared.

He was scared to both win and lose at this point, honestly.

--- (I'm too lazy to think of what the bet was, sorry)---

"For fuck's sake! I can't believe I lost that damned bet! I thought I was right!" Dave cursed as soon as he barged into the saferoom at 6pm, Jack quietly following after him, closing the door.

"So, uh... You lost, so... You know..." Jack murmured, making Dave calm down and look at him with a resting-face.

His face looked relaxed, but there was something in his eyes that made the tangerine heat up.

That made him step away a bit. "H-How about you just buy me a bottle of cheap champagne and we'll be good?"

Dave chuckled to himself, as he undid his tie and unbuttoned the first few buttons on his workshirt, walking up to the shorter man.

"Relax, Old Sport. I lost the damned bet so I must do this." He kneeled in front of him, unzipping his pants, pulling them down.

Everything was just going too fast for Jack.

"N-No, Dave, a-are you sure about th-this?" His hands were shaky, and he was sweating his ass off, as he tried his best to avoid eye contact with his crush kneeling in front of him.

Dave didn't answer, he just hooked his pointer fingers on Jack's boxers and went down, but the tangerine stopped him, holding onto his underwear.

The aubergine looked up at the nervous tangerine, still keeping his fingers where they were. "Well... If you really don't want this, then... I guess I'll get you some champagne..."

Dave stayed in the same place for a few seconds as Jack glanced around the room awkwardly, letting go of his boxers.

The man below Jack chuckled and removed his boxers, to see his crush's rod spring out.

Jack clasped his hands together, feeling embarrassed.

Dave smiled, taking the orange man's cock in his hand, gently pumping it.

Jack's "size" wasn't as huge as Dave's, but that was no problem to anyone.

Dave had never sucked dick before in his life, so he didn't really know what to do. He was trying to improvize at the moment.

He actually damn well knew he was going to lose the damn bet. He just needed an excuse to do something like this to Sportsy.

Dave looked up at Old Sport, their eyes accidentally meeting.

Jack was feeling very awkward, so he looked to his side.

"A-Ah!" He couldn't hold back a moan when he felt a lick on his erected tip.

The aubergine wanted to giggle at the shorter man's cuteness, but he held back, letting his tongue do magic.

Jack tried to hold back and keep his mouth shut, but he couldn't control himself. He even wanted to cum already, but he felt embarrassed, so he held his shot in.

After a minute of toying with the tip, Dave took him in his mouth, feeling the other man's "special part" touch his throat.

Jack's moans became louder and higher-pitch when he felt his tip touch the back of Dave's throat. "H-He's so hot and wet..." his dirty thoughts spiralled in his head.

It was easy for Dave to take him in whole, cause of his super-long neck.

He took a small glance at the top, to see a pleasured face. "He likes it. He likes it! I can't believe I'm doing this right!" He thought to himself.

If Jack's dick wasn't shoved in his mouth, he would've smiled.

Instead of just staying still, the purple man bobbed his head up and down, making all of this even better for Jack.

The orange was still trying to hold in his cumshot, but it was getting harder and harder, since with every second passing, Dave is giving him more and more pleasure.

"Why isn't he coming already?" Dave thought to himself, confused.

It was obvious that Jack was holding it in, probably waiting for Dave to stop.

Ain't no way Dave is letting him go like that. It's all or nothing.

So Dave went even faster, making Jack's moans sound like they were a girl's moans.

He couldn't hold it in anymore, so he came, right in Dave's throat. Since it was held in so long, it was a big shot.

Dave only swallowed half of it, as the other half spilled into him, he coughed, letting Jack's dick go.

"O-Oh! Dave! I'm v-very sorry, are you okay? I-I didn't mean to uh- come..." Jack quickly got himself together, putting on his boxers and pants.

When Dave stopped coughing, he wiped his cum-stained lips seductively, getting up.
"Did you like it, Old Sport? Did I do good?" He asked excitedly.

Jack blushed madly, looking at his own feet. "Uh... Yeah... That was... Very good, Dave..."

"Want me to do it again sometime?" Dave offered, maybe a little too... Casually...

"D-Dave... Have you done this before?" Jack asked, pretending that he didn't hear the aubergine's question.

"Nope, today was my first time." Dave shook his head.

"O-Oh... But... You were so good at it..." Jack complimented him, still blushing like a anime girl.

"Aw, thanks Sportsy!" Dave thanked sweetly.