Total pages in book: 82
Estimated words: 79319 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 397(@200wpm)___ 317(@250wpm)___ 264(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 79319 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 397(@200wpm)___ 317(@250wpm)___ 264(@300wpm)
“Too bad. Also…do not say ‘Mom’ in this room again, please.”
Jake barked a laugh, stepping out of his sweats, his semi hanging thick between his legs as he lay on the bed. “Got it.”
“Good. I’m gonna do things to you, Jakey.”
His eyes darkened. “What kind of things?”
“Naughty things.”
I finished undressing and jacked my cock, my gaze freely roaming his perfect torso. I’d seen my share of naked men with godlike bods in locker rooms, yet I’d never noticed them. I’d never been attracted to them or wondered what it might feel like to touch them. Only Jake.
I’d been asking myself “Why him, why now?” for weeks. I’d watched bi porn and concentrated on the men, and yes, some of it got my motor running. Not in a way that definitively indicated I was bi, but I had to be, right? I was on fire for Jake.
He felt like Christmas morning and my favorite birthday presents wrapped in one sexy package. Christ, look at him now, stroking himself languidly, legs parted, eyes at half-mast. Yeah, there was no reason for second-guessing. I might be bi or just curious…who cared? Whatever this was, it was too strong to ignore.
The mattress dipped under my weight as I climbed atop him, sighing at the first press of skin. God, he was so warm, so…strong. Jake pulled me closer still, lifting his hips. His cock slid against mine in the tight confine between our bodies. The delicious friction had me groaning his name as he licked my lips.
We kissed and rutted like horny teens in no particular hurry. Long pulls of his tongue and the sweet grind of our erections were more than enough. For now, anyway.
Jake switched our positions and took both of our cocks in hand, using precum to lube us up. “I’ve been thinking about this,” he purred. “Nonstop.”
“My dick?”
“Yeah.” He squeezed us as he rocked seductively. “I want to feel you again…inside me.”
I flattened my feet on the mattress and held his hips. “Lube.”
He scrambled off me to rummage through his nightstand drawer for supplies. He tossed the bottle of lube at me and held up a condom. “I was tested a few days ago and—”
“Oh, fuck, yeah.” I sat up and flashed a maniacal grin. “Me too. Damn, just when I didn’t think this could get any better. Bend over, Milligan. Show me that pretty hole.”
Jake rolled his eyes but obeyed, crawling on all fours to the middle of the bed. I fumbled with the cap on the bottle of lube, almost giddy at the sight of his perfect pucker. I slicked my fingers and gently traced one along his crack, massaging the sensitive skin. I reached between his legs, tugging his balls and stroking his dick with my other hand.
I slipped a single digit into his hole, loving his grunt of approval. He took it easier than he had the first time, relaxing around the intrusion with his head hung low.
“Another one,” he begged.
I pushed two fingers in and out, and when he asked for a third, I scissored the digits, prepping him while my poor cock drooled against his thigh.
I kissed his ass cheek as I pulled away to lube up. “You want to stay on your knees for me or do you want to ride me?”
Jake glanced over his shoulder, his eyes sex-hazed and slightly out of focus. “Just fucking fuck me.”
I chuckled, scooting behind him. I slid my cock in his crease, teasing us both. Cruel, but honestly, I didn’t trust myself to play it cool. I wanted to claim him, take him, and pound his ass, but I also wanted to fucking worship him. Weird sentiment, but I just…wanted to get this right.
I held my cock at the base and tapped it at his hole. And pushed.
Oh, my God. He was so damn tight. I breached the first ring of muscle, inching forward till I was fully seated and dizzy with pleasure. No one had ever felt like this. He was fucking perfect. Like he was made for me.
I set a slow steady rhythm, running soothing hands along his spine and his sides as I chanted a litany of praises that quickly went nasty.
“You’re so hot, so tight.”
“Ungh…”
“This is my ass. I fucking own this sweet hole. Tell me it’s mine, Jakey. Tell me this is my hole, baby.” I upped the tempo, thrusting double time as he struggled for purchase under the onslaught.
He lost his balance and fell forward on his elbow. I draped myself over him and didn’t let up. I’d forgotten to be careful and go slow. I was a man possessed. But Jake didn’t seem to mind. He gripped his dick and jerked furiously, his shoulders clenching with tension, a flush pinkening his skin as we chased our releases.
I fell apart first. Not a surprise. I was out of control, and there was no way to maintain my pace. I tried to warn him, but somehow he knew.