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before moving his fingers to his belt.
    His jeans were a little tight so he had to wiggle to get out of them, it probably wasn’t the sexiest of moves, but Deke didn’t seem to mind. If anything his gaze only grew more heated as it lingered over Blake’s body.
    “I’m a little skinny,” Blake hedged, thinking of all the hunky actors that Deke worked with.
    Damn, Blake probably looked like Gumby in comparison, yet Deke continued to stare at him as if he were the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen. For the first time in so, so long Blake felt like he wasn’t the loser who’d been forced to leave college, rejected by his father and forced to live in mother’s basement. He felt…wanted.
    They were both naked and Blake couldn’t help but notice that Deke was tanned all over. He briefly wondered how he managed that without burning any sensitive parts, then Deke crooked his finger and Blake forgot about anything else, but getting on his back and Deke being inside him.
    So, when Deke laid him down and just began to gently kiss his way down Blake’s body a bit of confusion and frustration went through Blake. He’d waited so long for this moment that he didn’t want to have to put it off any longer. That was until Deke’s teeth found Blake’s nipple and gently tugged
    White, hot flashes of pleasure shot through Blake, he arched up, a single word slipping past his lips, “Eric!”
    Deke looked up, raw pleasure in his eyes, none of the jaded expressions that the star had shown so often during the past days. Blake made a silent vow to himself that even though they had only the rest of the week, he’d find a way for Deke to realise that his old self was just as important as the new famous one.
    After a savage grin, Deke dipped his head and began to kiss his way down Blake, seeming to take great delight in learning every ridge and dip of his torso. By the time Deke reached his cock, Blake was ready to beg for mercy. He was pretty sure he even managed to get a few babbled pleas out between the gasps and groans.
    Then finally, when he thought he’d never feel it, the velvet glide of Deke’s tongue caressed the tip of Blake’s cock. Blake thrust up, trying hard to get in deeper without taking things too far and gagging Deke. It was so hard though, because Blake wanted it so bad.
    As if sensing his urgency, Deke made a low humming, soothing sound, at the same time, running one palm up Blake’s flank. The message was wordless, but it still came across loud and clear—I have you and I’m not letting go anytime soon, so just lay back and enjoy the ride.
    So, that’s what Blake did. He allowed his lids to flutter close as the pleasure rushed up his spine Damn, but Deke had a talented mouth. A bit of resentment went through Blake as he wondered how Deke had learnt his technique, but Blake quickly pushed it aside. The moment was too good to let the past interfere.
    Deke worked Blake’s erection, his mouth creating the perfect vacuum, while his tongue did some moves that would have the Cirque du Soleil guys jealous. Deke must have also learned a few tricks from Chris Angel, because a bottle of lube seemed to appear out of nowhere.
    Deke paused only long enough to slick up his fingers before getting back to work on Blake’s cock. A shiver of pleasure rippled up Blake as he felt a cool digit sliding inside his holee.
    Blake wanted to shout that he was ready and could take whatever Deke had to give him, but he was still reduced to sexy-muddled blabbering so he rode it out as Deke added a second finger, then finally a third. It wasn’t until then that Deke glanced up, the expression in his eyes clearly asking for permission.
    “Yes, fuck me,” Blake panted.
    When Deke held up a condom, Blake couldn’t help but blurt, “Do you have a magic hat or something? I’m afraid that you’re going to pull a rabbit out of something very embarrassing next.”
    Deke laughed. “No, I was just hopeful and stashed them under the