1st off: Seconding what the anon said. I enjoy your writing so much. Thanks for sharing your work w/ us. ❤ 2nd: What about a combo. of both? Gabe sucking off random dudes for stress relief, but then in saunters Jesse McCree.

thaank ❤ so sweet

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Jesse wonders if Reyes was as intense with the other guys whose dicks he sucked; hunkering down, nonchalantly handling Jesse’s cock, dragging his mouth along the shaft, letting his beard tickle him – looking more like he was preparing a goddamn smoke than squatting in a dingy interrogation room, beanie still firmly on his shorn head, taking dick after dick.

He was looking up at Jesse, eyes heavy lidded, yes, but never breaking contact as he carefully, skillfully rolled the dark foreskin back to expose Jesse’s shiny glans, looking so shocking and wet next to Reyes’ mouth and against the chocolate brown of his beard.

Jesse tries to peek at the other guys standing around, jerking their wet cocks, trying to get it up again for another round, but he’s arrested by Reyes’ goddamn gaze as he suckles just at the tip, tonguing soft at the slit and dipping in just as he feeds himself just a bit more, cheeks pulling in, and wow that’s a good look on the commander.

Jesse feels trapped by the gaze, bullied into keeping up his erection – he doesn’t know what Reyes will do if he takes his cock away from him now, and he sure as all hell doesn’t want to find out. 

He still thinks that he wouldn’t have managed to get it up in the first place if he had been confronted with Reyes’ hot, lazer focus stare in the first place.

Jesse chuffs. He would babble, but the edge of his shirt is between his teeth. Reyes has pushed it up, away from his abs, his hand looking so huge across his belly, and Jesse had just followed the quiet demand as he followed everything his Commander wanted.

Reyes is sucking in more, lips wet, making the slide easier as he lets the swollen head of Jesse’s cock slide along his tongue until it softly dips against the constriction of his throat.

Reyes groans and Jesse whines, hips tilting forward – not daring to thrust but needing to do something. Offering his cock up, begging for Reyes to let it slip into his throat.

Reyes does not, though – at least not yet. He pulls back with a self-indulgent slurp, big hand fisting Jesse, pumping his dick and still staring up at him, mouth stretched in an almost drunk looking grin.

“Got a nice dick on you, McCree.”

“Th-thank you, Sir.”

Reyes chuckles and leans back in.