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“Nn…I’m fine now.” Ken gripped Luke’s shoulder, pulling himself up for a kiss. Luke could now thrust in without much resistance. He dipped closer to Ken’s chest, allowing Ken to grip at his shoulder blades as he got comfortable. Luke’s mind has been elsewhere all night. Something nagging at him. Maybe because this time they were doing it missionary instead of taking Ken from behind like usual. Now he'd look Ken in the eyes and try not think about how much he enjoyed his dick massaged by a married man’s tight hole.
Luke closed his eyes, focusing on a steady rhythm and the soft noises coming from Ken’s throat.
Then he heard a “clink.” His dog tags tapped against Ken’s pendant. He glanced at Ken to see if that bothered him but his eyes were already blurry and his face red, staring right back at Luke. His eyes showing crow’s feet and skin stretched around his mouth.
Wasn’t Dad around his age? The thought popped into Luke’s mind as did his father’s own weathered smile. Luke felt the blood leave his face, and like he saw a ghost, pulled out so fast Ken yelped in surprise. Luke twisted to sit on the edge of the bed.
What the hell? he thought, catching his breath. What a time to compare that bum to Dad.
“What the fuck am I doing?” He mumbled to himself out loud, as Ken lazily used his foot to coax Luke back to him.
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