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Jorge is…shameless, the way only his compatriots are. Unhinged, always toying on the fine line between innocent camaraderie and blatant flirting. He helps Marco to his feet only to shove him behind a flimsy aluminum partition and kiss him, wet and sloppy, almost ripping a shocked moan out of him, his calloused hand clamped on the back of his head while Marco kisses the taste of sambuca from his lewd mouth. He never liked sambuca too much, but he could consider the idea of giving it a chance if he could always drink it directly from Jorge’s tongue. Soon enough, he finds himself tugging at Jorge’s sweaty mesh top, unable to exercise enough self-restraint not to act horny on main. Again, Jorge laughs, but the way he pulls at his curls is making Marco actively want to ditch any sort of inhibition and fall on his knees right where they are – where everybody could see them, if they weren’t too busy getting drunk while a remixed version of Gloria is playing in the background.
Marco keeps his promise and gives Jorge the best blowjob of his life after Aprilia manages a podium finish.