Jack’s mind raced, a jumble of panic and confusion as he stumbled backward, nearly tripping over his own stilettos.
The high-heeled black patent leather pumps, complete with a delicate ankle strap and modest 3-inch heel, threw off his balance. He yanked at the too-tight corset that cinched his waist, feeling suffocated under layers of makeup and wig.
” fucks sake, I’ll get you back for this,” he spat, his breath hot against the other man’s lips.
Thomas chuckled darkly, his teeth gleaming in the dim light of the alley. “Oh, I’m shaking with fear, sweetheart. But first, let’s revisit our little game, shall we?”
Jack’s cheeks burned under the thick layer of foundation and powder. The false lashes fluttered wildly as he tried to step back, but Thomas’s strong arms wrapped around him, holding him in place.
“You never mentioned I had such… skills,” Jack hissed, struggling against Thomas’s grip. He didn’t want to admit that the other man’s touch ignited a fire he’d tried to deny for years.
Thomas leaned in close, his warm breath tickling Jack’s ear. “Baby, I’ve always known what turns you on. You just needed a little push out of the closet.”
As Thomas’s hand slid down to cup Jack’s ass, kneading the plump flesh through the tight skirt, Jack’s protests died in his throat. His body betrayed him, hardening in response to Thomas’s touch.
Thomas chuckled, the sound low and sinful. “Look at you, getting so desperate for cock. I think it’s time we film our little reunion, don’t you?”
With trembling hands, Jack fumbled for his phone, willing himself to press record. Thomas’s fingers deftly worked open the zipper of Jack’s skirt, exposing the lacy pink panties beneath. A moment later, Thomas buried his face between Jack’s thighs, his tongue swirling around the sensitive bud of Jack’s clit.
Jack bucked against Thomas’s mouth, gasping and whimpering as pleasure coursed through his veins. Thomas’s fingers slipped beneath the damp fabric, prodding at Jack’s entrance before forcing a finger inside.
“Ungh, fuck…” Jack moaned, the sound muffled by his own hand over his mouth. He glanced around frantically, hoping no one else had witnessed his degradation.
Thomas licked up Jack’s arousal, swirling his tongue around the head of his cock before taking him into his hot mouth. Jack’s head lolled back, a choked cry escaping him as Thomas sucked him deep, his throat constricting around Jack’s shaft.
Suddenly, Thomas pulled off with a wet pop, leaving Jack aching and leaking. “Time to get a new profile pic, sweetheart,” Thomas said, flashing a wicked grin as
he held up the camera to capture Jack’s flushed, makeup-smudged face, his lips parted and eyes glazed with lust. “This one’s going live on every platform by sunrise. Say goodbye to your secret life.”
As Thomas walked away, Jack’s vision blurred with tears, his dignity in tatters. He stumbled back to his car, the click of his heels echoing through the deserted alley, a humiliating reminder of the night he’d been outed as a hypocrite, a man in desperate denial of his true desires.