Jackson refused to moan, he wouldn't give the other that kind of satisfaction, not if he could help it. He gagged his mouth with his arm, biting hard into the skin to try and make the pain worse than the pleasure he was feeling. Tears started to finally form in his eyes, glossing them over as he stared ahead of him. When he blinked they started to trickle down his face and pool on his arm. This wasn't how it was supposed to go, his life was supposed to be better than everyone because of his status...<br/><br/>His cock throbbed in the others hand, twitching every now and again. Still, he made no noise, he was practically silent besides the heavy breathing. He wasn't noisy when he had an orgasm normally, he'd just grunt and thrust his hips as he finished. Now he wasn't sure how quiet he'd be when the other was fucking him and stroking him, and he'd no doubt keep going after he came and became overly sensitive.