[ Terribly, terribly tempted to stay, he lets out a grunt of frustration and squeezes the base of Hiccup's cock one last time before deliberately stalking away from the bed, the taste of sex and Hiccup on his lips as he hurries through the apartment.
I'll be back soon! he yells at the door, snatching up the key on the way so he can let himself back in.
In a record ten minutes of no-nonsense jogging to the adult entertainment store, Jack ignores the stares of the handful of other patrons and immediately heads to the kinkier section. It doesn't take him long to find what he thinks will suit Hiccup down to the ground; a cocksheath an inch and a half longer than his own erect dick with ridges all down the underside and a knot swollen near the base, fixed in place by sheer artistic whim. Definitely dragonish. It isn't until he takes it to the counter that the guy there lights up and takes him to one side, to Jack's mild chagrin as he checks the time on his phone, but he soon learns to appreciate the crash-course the clerk gives him.
The interior is silicone, apparently, and who knew that a dildo could be worn so comfortably? There's a small stopper underneath the balls that Jack opens and has to buy a tube of lube to squirt inside, both he and the clerk almost scaring themselves when he squeezes the underside of the knot and accidentally triggers a release-valve, spattering white lube over some nearby dick-themed postcards.
Put it in the microwave for fifteen seconds when you get home, he's instructed by a completely straight-faced cashier. They retain heat. You'll both thank me later, sweetie.
Forty-five minutes later carrying a backpack stuffed with a cocksheath, two tubes of lube since he felt bad about using the first for a demo, an instruction pamphlet, a member's card and minus $120, he decides to catch a taxi back to Hiccup's apartment because what the hell, texting him along the way. ]
got u a BIG surprise sry so late still thinkin of me?? ;)
[ All he can do is pray and rap his fingers on the seat. ]
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I'll be back soon! he yells at the door, snatching up the key on the way so he can let himself back in.
In a record ten minutes of no-nonsense jogging to the adult entertainment store, Jack ignores the stares of the handful of other patrons and immediately heads to the kinkier section. It doesn't take him long to find what he thinks will suit Hiccup down to the ground; a cocksheath an inch and a half longer than his own erect dick with ridges all down the underside and a knot swollen near the base, fixed in place by sheer artistic whim. Definitely dragonish. It isn't until he takes it to the counter that the guy there lights up and takes him to one side, to Jack's mild chagrin as he checks the time on his phone, but he soon learns to appreciate the crash-course the clerk gives him.
The interior is silicone, apparently, and who knew that a dildo could be worn so comfortably? There's a small stopper underneath the balls that Jack opens and has to buy a tube of lube to squirt inside, both he and the clerk almost scaring themselves when he squeezes the underside of the knot and accidentally triggers a release-valve, spattering white lube over some nearby dick-themed postcards.
Put it in the microwave for fifteen seconds when you get home, he's instructed by a completely straight-faced cashier. They retain heat. You'll both thank me later, sweetie.
Forty-five minutes later carrying a backpack stuffed with a cocksheath, two tubes of lube since he felt bad about using the first for a demo, an instruction pamphlet, a member's card and minus $120, he decides to catch a taxi back to Hiccup's apartment because what the hell, texting him along the way. ]
got u a BIG surprise
sry so late
still thinkin of me?? ;)
[ All he can do is pray and rap his fingers on the seat. ]