The exchange of messages ends then, but Jeff still squirms a few times in his seat, trying to concentrate on what he sees out the window to get rid of all the images crossing his mind.

Once at the hotel, Jeff accompanies Barcode from a little way back — for his own safety — to the room. Still on the way, he contemplates the younger man from afar, his gait relaxed and at the same time too confident, almost as if he knew he was being watched. Jeff's body is on fire, as if the part of him that Barcode has been waking up is trying to come to the surface.

And that's what happens as soon as they walk through the door.

Jeff pulls Barcode by the arm before he can start kicking off his shoes and pins him against the nearest wall. The laughter that threatens to break out on the younger man's lips is cut short with a kiss even hungrier than the one they shared in the dressing room. With his body connected to the other, Jeff feels Barcode hold him by the waist and smiles in the kiss.

His hands go up messing up Barcode's hair and hold him there in the position he wants to keep the kiss. Barcode spreads his legs and slides down a little, welcoming Jeff between them as he pulls him even closer by the hips.

Jeff's lips glide over his, as if he could spend hours just kissing Barcode. His mouth then finds the younger's neck where he is careful not to mark him — at least not today, not there — while his hands are skillfully busy unbuttoning the shirt he is wearing.

As soon as he has the shirt open, Jeff's hands go up firmly stroking Barcode's shoulders as he kisses his throat. Scratching down gently as he slides his tongue across the length of his neck, leaving a wet trail until he gets to his ear.

"Listen carefully to what I'm going to ask you." Jeff says very low with his mouth on  Barcode's ear, feeling him shudder while pressed to his own body, that is immediately hypersensitive. "You're going to lie on that bed," The pause is punctuated by bites on Barcode's earlobe while Jeff rubs one of his nipples. "And you're going to show me how you do it when you're by yourself."

"P'Jeeeeeff." Barcode whines.

When he grinds his hips against Barcode's, Jeff can feel how hard he already is and it takes a lot of self-control not to fall to his knees right away.

"Is Nong going to do this for me?" The request comes out almost without Jeff being able to control it, still with his mouth very close to his ear.

The effect he finds out that Barcode has been having on him awakens the deepest desires in Jeff. And while it's complex and layered, it's also genuine, pure and simple, free of any strings or judgment.

Barcode nods and the older man thanks him with yet another kiss that takes both their breaths away. Wasting no more time, Jeff takes a few steps away and kicks his sneakers off his feet while still watching him. He also takes the opportunity to get rid of the jacket he wears as he settles down in the armchair next to one of the beds.

That's where the younger man goes, to the bed nearest to the chair. Jeff can see by the movement of his chest how unevenly his breathing is, and he needs to touch his own still covered cock and take a deep breath for the thousandth time that evening.

The last couple days were good to prepare themselves a little more appropriately. From the bed, Barcode reaches into the bedside table drawer for the bottle of lube. The meaning of this makes Jeff grip the arms of the chair and already squirm in his seat.

Without looking at Jeff, the younger man massages his cock through the fabric of his pants. A sigh leaves his lips and he starts unzipping his pants next. Barcode leans one hand back on the bed while moving the other into his underwear. Jeff can't see much, but the low moan he emits echoes right through his own cock throbbing in the tight jeans he's wearing.

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