Chapter 15 Zane #2
He tickled the underside of my balls and then gripped my cock with the same hand, gliding up and down my length as he sucked.
I thrust my head back. I didn’t just feel pleasure in my dick.
My entire body brimmed with ecstasy. Nothing on earth felt as fine as Jakob Martin’s mouth.
Even crazier, I doubted anything else ever would.
Oh my God, I was going to come. The tension mounted, skyrocketing toward climax, so suddenly that I felt thrown completely off guard. And it wasn’t that I worried about busting in Jakob’s mouth if he didn’t want me to. I couldn’t let him think I had so little stamina.
Or that he could exercise more power over me than I could over him.
I withdrew from his mouth, showing my hunger to return the favor as a convenient excuse.
But Jakob clearly experienced more than hunger.
He appeared utterly voracious as he lunged at my cock, devouring it once more.
I panted and moaned because I could do nothing else while in such an insanely perfect mouth.
When I neared climax again, I pulled out of his mouth, and hooked my hands under his arms, hauling him back upright. I slapped another lip lock on him, this time stroking his bulge again. Only a thin layer of fabric stood between me and Jakob’s cock now.
I squatted before him to bring his bulge to eye level. When he inched forward, I nibbled it through his underwear, prompting a groan from the Larkin Lion. Though restraint almost killed me, I wanted to hold Jakob Martin in suspense for as long as possible.
When I took the bulge into my mouth, he rotated his hips back and forth. He seemed to grow even harder in my mouth. I couldn’t take it anymore. I had to see what this guy was packing.
So, I slipped my finger under the band of his boxers, feeling a tangle of pubic hair, before peeling them back.
When his dick popped out, it stared straight into my face like an accusing finger.
I spotted a drop of precome at the tip of his meat.
Licking it off, I swallowed it right down, to Jakob’s delight.
I took his length whole into my mouth. A long, drawn-out groan tore past his lips, telling me he felt every bit of my mouth and couldn’t get enough. I used my hand to stroke up and down his wet length like he’d done to me, but I started choking and gagging out of nowhere.
Worse, the son of a bitch started laughing.
“What so fucking funny?” I asked.
“You choked, bro.”
“Yeah, that’s just a coincidence. Watch this.”
I took into my mouth as much of Jakob Martin as I could, enough to trigger another groan. Problem was, it soon became too much, and I started choking and gagging again.
And Jakob started laughing again.
I couldn’t let that little asshole get away with that.
I didn’t care if this was the hottest encounter of my entire life.
I rose and stood up straight again and pushed him onto the couch.
He took a free fall like a stunt man onto a super forgiving mat.
I wanted to enter him in the worst way but didn’t come prepared.
Honest to God, why would I? Fucking Jakob Martin was everything I wanted to avoid…
But now I couldn’t, no matter how hard I tried.
Jakob gazed up at me with renewed hunger in his eyes. He reached into a coffee table drawer and produced a bottle of lube, like living room romps were a regular Saturday night happening at Casa di Jakob.
The Larkin Lion popped the cap and lubed up his hole before assuming the position: ass up, face buried in the couch cushions.
I took the lube bottle and squirted grease up my length like ketchup on a hot dog.
Then I stared at Jakob’s bare ass and paused.
Was I really about to do this? I wondered.
The notion and all its implications throttled me, but I wanted it too badly to refuse.
I readied myself behind him and spread open his ass cheeks. Then I brought the tip of my cock to his hole and pushed. Jakob tensed up, as if bracing himself for the inevitable pain. I couldn’t let that stop me, though. If anything, I needed to press on full steam ahead.
After a slight struggle in pushing past his hole, my dick sank into Jakob’s ass. A groan unlike the first two issued from his mouth. This sound signaled not just pleasure but also an intense feeling of satisfaction.
God, the warmth enveloping my cock when I entered his ass stood apart from anything I’d ever felt. I pushed back and forth slowly, listening to Jakob’s small grunts and moans, until I’d loosened up his hole. Then I picked up speed, clutching his hips, as my pelvis slammed against his ass.
“Oh my God,” he said. “Oh fuck, yeah.”
I drew my hand back and connected with Jakob’s right ass cheek. Honestly, I don’t know what sounded louder between the cracking noise and the cry Jakob let out.
Then I grabbed Jakob’s shoulders and rammed into him as hard as I could. Judging by his panicked sounds, I could bring him to climax anytime I wanted. Instead of finishing him off, I kept going.
I flipped him over, pinning his legs back, so his knees nearly touched his shoulders. I continued fucking him until his face twisted, and he looked ready to have a panic attack.
“Oh God, I’m gonna squirt,” he said.
He crammed his hand in between us and jerked his cock until I felt spurts of come splatter onto my stomach. That only turned me on even more. I fucked the Larkin Lion at my hardest and fastest pace yet.
Tension mounted until I swore my body was on fire. My heart jackhammered against my chest. I didn’t want to come; I wanted to savor the encounter, but my body had other plans. My breathing quickened as I skyrocketed toward climax. I pulled out of Jakob Martin just ahead of the explosion.
I jerked my cock only a few times before it erupted in multiple ropes of come. My body shuddered and quaked with pleasure.
Then I leaned over Jakob as if doing pushups above him.
“Now, how about that?” I asked.
“Amazing.”
I leaned in and kissed his lips, slipping my tongue into his mouth. After, we sat naked on the couch together. I couldn’t believe what I’d just done…but I wouldn’t in a million years take it back either.