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Mack popped the trunk of his BSCO vehicle after asked Wrangler if he wanted to see his new Mack Motors outfit. Mack was excited to show off his outfit after begging for motorcycles to come back for years.

"Let me just quickly get dressed for you." Mack glanced over at Wrangler hoping he was watching him and he was. His gaze didn't move an inch when their eyes met.

Perfect.

Mack began to unbuttoned his black-button collared shirt, stretching out his arms to take off the shirt. It's been a while since he put on a show for someone he liked. Mack's eyes glanced at Wrangler and he was still staring at him, studying every little muscle he was pulling to take off his shirt. Their gazes must've been too much for Wrangler's comfort because he looked away and shifted his weight on his right leg.

Mack noted it and hurried on to put his outfit on. The shirt and pants were tighter than his usual outfit, shaping his ass and body perfectly. Just what he wanted for his captain.

"Ah, ah, ah?" He showed off his outfit to his partner, Wrangler's cadet, and to his captain. "Damn, that's fucking tight." Wrangler's cadet commented and his partner snickered. Wrangler didn't say anything but he raised his eyebrow like he knew that Mack did this just for him. Mack loved the thought of it and bent down, spreading his legs a bit and began to jiggle his ass a little in front of his captain.

Although he wasn't facing Wrangler, he could immediately tell the air in the room changed and the tension was thicker than ever before. "Oh, c'mon, Mack..." Wrangler whispered in a tone that Mack never heard before from Wrangler.

"Stop..." Mack immediately stopped and started to breathlessly chuckle. "Ah, you didn't have to."

"Want me to continue?"

Before Wrangler could say anything else, his cadet interrupted him and told him that their car was ready.

"Maybe later, Mack." Mack grinned at his captain and watched him get into his car. "Oh and by the way, you look good in that outfit. Wear it more often."

"Yes, sir."