Hard Sell

Hard Sell by Kendall Morgan

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movie,” Wes said.
    “Come on over to my place then.” Jesse started pulling him away from the tree.
    Wes, mindful of what Jesse had said in their big fight about never going over to his place, said, “We could go to my place.”
    “I’d like to sometime soon, but I think I’d rather be properly introduced to your mother before I spend the night there with you.”
    “Okay. It’s a deal. Mom’s dying to meet you anyway. Yes, I told her about you.”

Chapter Ten
    Wes had told Jesse in text messages and calls about finding Bobby Hawkes, and Wes had clearly changed. He was happy and less burdened when he came up to Jesse the day he was walking the neighbor’s dogs. There were other little things Jesse noticed on their dates. Wes had put an HRC bumper sticker on his car. He had put rainbow flag and HRC stickers on the windows of his office. In a nod to nostalgia, Wes had found a pink triangle sticker somewhere and had stuck that in his office window, too.
    Tonight, in Jesse’s apartment, Jesse thought Wes looked really hot. He always looked well groomed, but there was a growing lightness to him that was enormously appealing. Wes was wearing jeans that showed some curve to his ass and highlighted his crotch bulge. Maybe some of the old Wes Western was coming back to life? He smelled Wes’ musk tinged with a touch of cologne.
    “I’m going to treat you like a porn star tonight,” he said with a big smile and a glint in his eye before he kissed Jesse deeply. “I’m ready to be more than good enough, and I’m ready to do more than just a blow job.”
    Jesse parted his lips and let Wes’ tongue in. He was delicious. Jesse felt Wes’ hand rub up and down his fly. Jesse had no idea what being treated like a porn star meant, but he was excited by the possibility. They were still kissing as they stumbled into Jesse’s bedroom.
    Wes pulled away. He pushed Jesse down onto the bed, sat down next to him and started fumbling with Jesse’s fly. “You know, life isn’t anything like porn. If this was a movie, you would have a fly that would be easy to slide open. Tape and snaps and oil on the zipper would make it look effortless.” Wes unbuttoned the top of Jesse’s jeans.
    “Oh, I thought there was some secret technique to it.”
    “Nope, props were very important.” Wes unzipped Jesse’s jeans, revealing a pair of royal blue cotton briefs. Wes started kissing Jesse again and placed his hand on Jesse’s growing bulge. Jesse wrapped his arms around Wes and pulled him in close enough for their chests to touch. Wes had this beautiful gut, and Jesse couldn’t wait to see him naked.
    Wes pulled away. “Do you really want me to fuck you?”
    “Yes. Yes, I really do. I’ve been wanting it for months, and I have plenty of condoms,” Jesse said. “I douched earlier.”
    “Well, you’re going to need more than that.” Wes stood up and took off his shirt to reveal his hairy torso. Jesse stared at Wes’ body hair which was mostly black with the occasional grey. His belly looked even more delicious naked.
    “You’re sure that I’m not too fat and old for you?” Wes said, undoing his belt and unzipping his jeans, revealing a pair of tartan briefs. He stuck out his belly.
    “You are exactly what I want,” said Jesse. He walked over to the nightstand and pulled out condoms and some lube. “Exactly. And you’re a lot hairier than I remember. Wonderful.”
    “Age,” Wes said, taking off the last of his clothes. “And I know I was known as the hairy porn star, but even I got shaved at least a little before a shoot. I’m going to show you. Where’s your razor and shaving cream? I need shaving cream. Oh, and I need a towel.”
    Jesse finished getting naked before dashing to the bathroom and grabbing his favorite safety razor. He handed it along with some shaving cream and a towel to Wes.
    “What are you going to do?” said Jesse with a smile. They were both standing there naked with their dicks

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