“Welcome to the art class.”

I smile and shake your hand. You are quite handsome as an art teacher with your untidy light brown hair, blue eyes and boyish face. The shape shifter won’t be able to resist you; he won’t doubt your acting. Then again, Alex chose you because you used to be an art teacher.

I love your navy blue short sleeve shirt and jeans ( Read more... )

 
( Italian Innuendo )

 
( Affected the Brain, Kissing In the Rain )

 
( Ponies and Flowers )

It was quiet, too quiet as I watched a male Juxipan sleeping upon the mattress. At a glance it was midnight but I wasn’t standing in front of a cell. On Jack’s orders I had to babysit it in one of our safe houses located on the other side of town. The Juxipan looked harmless enough with his brown hair, silk looking skin covered by a blue t-shirt ( Read more... )

 
( Tosh had no idea why this was happening )

Ianto stared at the stopwatch tightly gripped in his hand. It was Friday night and Jack had only ten minutes to make his way up to the hothouse. For some reason Ianto was already naked but he didn’t care; Jack wanted him to be.

Soon ten turned into five but a hand wrapping around his cock took Ianto by surprise. He turned around to find Jack ( Read more... )

 
( You made me feel like the one )

Jack picked up the photo sitting on the table. A smirk crossed his face as he looked over the image of Pierre slowly sucking his cock while he leant against the wall. Pierre’s photographer friend Andre had been impressed with them both, especially Jack.

“Ah Jack, Pierre was right, you have quite a splendid cock,” Andre said clapping his hands, “One ( Read more... )

Jack leant against the wall, a satisfied smile on his face as John used his devilish tongue to tease the tip of his cock. He could hear music and laughter across the hall but right now he was in his own private party.

Awhile later a loud moan escaped his mouth when John started to suck slowly. Jack thought about the cocaine sitting on the table.

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