It occurs to Poison that he's never been in any state of undress around Jack. Granted, Jack's never had cause to be naked around him, either, but Poison's at least seen his dick already.

He slides out of his shirt - he's in decent shape but lean. Scars and faded burns, but no tattoos. He gets closer to Jack and kisses him again, trying to devour his mouth as he fights that damn belt buckle again to get it loose and Jack's pants down.