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"So, what else did this Kip guy say?"

Jack raised his head. "That we could try and set something up. Lure him back out."

"That sounds like a pretty good plan."

"No."

"Why not?"

"Because he wants to use you as bait."

"Oh." He released Jack and returned to his seat at the table.

"I said no."

"I heard you the first time."

Jack stared at the remains of their lunch, contemplating.

"What if they weren't trying to shoot me?" Demarco asked. "What if I got in the way?"

Again, Jack said nothing, deep in thought.

"We can't just sit here, Jack. What doyouwant to do?"

His eyes lifted at Demarco's.

"Uh, oh," Demarco said. "What're you thinking?"

"That maybe I can be your Mandingo... again."

"What kind of vitamins are you taking?"

Jack grinned savagely; his eyes glimmered.

"And FYI... you're more Viking or Celt than Mandingo."

"I'm feeling pretty caveman right now." His gaze was intense... burning... lustful.

"You're a beast, you know," Demarco said. "You're lucky I can take it."

A seductive grin spread across Jack's face, animal, and borderline ravenous. He may have been a hard man to read at times, but there was no mistaking this transition.

"Well,thatlook will get you everywhere, Mister. I think I might be blushing." Demarco fanned himself with both hands.

Jack stood in his boxers, a pup tent growing crotch-level, as his swelling cock sought escape. "Take that robe off," he said.

Demarco stood, letting the robe fall. Jack removed his underwear, and went to him, placing his hands on Demarco's shoulders and then gliding them down his smooth brown chest, cupping his pectorals, the pads of his thumbs grazing the dark nipples there, in slight, circular motions. Demarco breathed in. His whole body trembled.

"Thisis whatIwant to do," said Jack.

Demarco used one arm to pull Jack closer. "Me too..." he said. "Often." His other reached down and gripped Jack's cock, dry-stroking.

This time Jack sighed and Demarco felt his tense body soften.

"And when we're done," Demarco whispered, nuzzling Jack's throat. "I think the Circle would be a good place to set this lure up."

Jack hesitated, but Demarco licked, and then bit down on his neck, squeezing his cock tighter.