35. Jeremiah
Jeremiah
It must be well past midnight, but for the first time, I don’t care at all. Screw my morning routine.
I feel like none of that matters.
Only this. Only him.
Reaching behind my head, Chase undoes the mask wrapped around my eyes.
“I want to see you…” he says quietly, letting the mask fall on the bed. “All of you.”
And suddenly I’m seventeen again. A virgin who never got chosen, or picked, or made to feel special. But this time, the boy…the one boy I wanted the most to like me finally sees me.
He not only sees me but wants me, too.
My hands push off the bed so I can unhook my belt. He helps me shove down my pants, and I quickly step out of each leg.
Completely bare, I come back down to him, where he wraps his arms around my back as our lips collide once again. Our cocks align perfectly as we grind back and forth against each other. Skin on skin, making my whole body lighten up. It makes me wonder how I ever got off before this.
His hands explore my body, fingertips tracing fire down my sides, over my ass, gripping hard.
He sets his legs on either side of me, and I push myself into him, needing him closer.
“You’re all mine?” he pants, gripping the hair at the base of my neck. The words send shivers up my spine. I wrap my fist around both of our hard cocks, jerking us off together in long, gentle tugs.
“All of me,” I moan, breathlessly. He’s so possessive, and I’d be lying if I said I didn’t love it. I fucking crave it.
“Prove it,” he orders, body quivering.
I take no time at all sitting up. Gripping his thighs tightly, I tug him closer to me, tilting his hips.
“Fuck!” he gasps, his blush climbing his neck.
“Tell me where you want me to touch you,” I instruct. I know exactly where he wants me to, but I need to hear him say it.
He licks his lips, hesitating on the edge as he stares up at me.
Thrill electrifies me as soon as I hear his next few words:
“My ass, Blackwood. Please,” he pleads softly.
“God, you’re so fucking lovely when you beg.” My voice raspy and raw as I come down to devour his lips.
I break our kiss only to stuff my fingers in my mouth.
Chase watches me with complete awe as I swirl my fingers around my tongue.
Making sure they’re nice and wet, I run my hand between his legs.
“You want me here, don’t you?” I ask, nuzzling myself between his legs.
Looking up at him as my fingers touch his rim, I watch as his lips part in anticipation.
He hisses at the gentle contact, his hips raising to chase the feeling. “Yes. Yes, right there.”
I look down at his length, wrapping my hand around his shaft, I start jerking him again at the same time as I circle his rim.
“Oh fuck, oh fuck–” he pants, grabbing onto my shoulders. “I can’t—” he whimpers.
His face is all pinched and contorted from the pleasure. He squirms and twitches at the sensations. He looks so beautiful like this. It makes me… needy.
Lowering myself, I replace my hand with my mouth, causing his whole body to tense.
“Jesus, fuckkkk–” He swells on my tongue, coming almost instantly. I watch as he grips the sheets around him, eyes rolling back. The warmth of him exploding on my tongue feels even more incredible than I imagined it to be. I never realized how badly I needed to taste him.
I rake my fingers up and down his stomach, feeling his abs quiver as his body runs through the pleasure. I marvel at the red lines it leaves on his skin. I pump him with my mouth a few more times until I know he’s spent.
Not done with him yet, I lower my lips to his ass, letting some of his cum drip out on his crease and onto my fingertips before swallowing the rest.
Chase gasps, his hips bucking. “W-woah, what are you—”
“Shhh, keep relaxing for me.” I run my left hand softly down his stomach, calming him down. I feel his body melt as I press my pointer deeper into his hole.
His relaxed state makes it easier to ease past the first ring of muscle. I watch for any sign of discomfort, relieved to find none. Instead, he looks more blissed out than ever.
“Feel good?”
“Feels…different,” he shivers, opening his legs up further for me. “I’ve never…been touched here before.”
I give him a small nod as I softly press deeper, dragging my finger in and out.
As he inhales sharply, I kiss the inside of his leg.
“I’m going to take my time with you. Stretching you out so you can take all of me,” I say quietly.
I continue for a while, feeling and relishing the way his hips jerk softly to the pleasure of my finger. I’m not trying to rush myself in. I just want him to get comfortable with the feeling of being full.
“When you’re home alone, I want you to practice doing this,” I instruct, licking at his nipple. He buries his fingers in my hair.
“I can’t. I—I won’t know how to,” Chase stammers. His raspy voice and the way he’s been moving have been driving me insane. I seriously don’t know how I’ve been hanging on for as long as I have. I try to refocus on his pleasure.
“You can and you will. Move your fingers just like this. As slow as you need to.”
He hisses as I slide in another finger.
“Oh fuck,” he moans. I see his dick has already woken up again, which is pretty impressive. I slip my mouth back over his tip, giving it a long suck, pulling out a deep moan from him. He bucks his hips, pushing his dick even further down my throat.
“Holy shit, okay, that feels really good,” he rushes out, breathing heavily, making my cock ache. He squeezes his eyes shut tightly as I press a third finger inside. He’s doing so well. If my mouth wasn’t full, I’d be showering him with praises.
“Right there, oh shit, yes—” he tenses. I curl my fingers just right to press against that soft padding I know too well.
Jackpot.
His grip in my hair tightens as his back arches.
“You’re fucking crazy, holy shit,” he gasps.
I feel his hole clenching around my fingers, each pump making them squeeze even harder. It feels fucking tremendous, and I can only imagine how it’ll feel around my cock.
We lock eyes, and I can see from here that he’s losing himself all over again.
“Jere, I’m gonna–” Before he can finish his sentence, his dick swells and releases once again into my mouth.
“So fucking good. You’re so fucking good—” he mutters nonsensically, holding onto my hair for dear life.
He shudders around me, his glorious thighs locking me in as he rocks himself through the ecstasy.
This time, I make sure to swallow all of him down. Not missing a single drop.
Slowly, I slip my fingers out of him, feeling him relax.
His eyes are half-hooded as he looks at me with so much awe and satisfaction. I seriously don’t think I’ve ever seen him this at peace. It’s adorable. He grabs at my arms, prompting me to shuffle back up his body. “Come here. Please.”
I follow his request, climbing up his body until he pulls at the back of my thighs.
“What do you want? Tell me.”
“I want to make you feel good,” he exhales, eyes heavy. “Fuck my face, Jer.”
Arousal thrums through my whole body at his shocking words.
“Are you serious? That’s pretty intense–” My cock nearly leaks all over his stomach as I hover over him.
“Fuck. My face. Now,” he says, more direct this time, pulling at my thighs again.
“Fuck, okay.” I cave. I crawl higher on the bed, placing my knees on either side of his face. This is a lot for our first real time, but…damn, is he smiling at me?
I rest my hand on the wall and look down to see a slow smile growing on his face.
“Now this is a sight,” he says, wrapping his hands around my thighs to hold me in place. My hard as fuck cock hovers over his mouth as I align myself up perfectly.
“You drive me fucking crazy,” I breathe, my voice hungry with want. “You know that?”
“Good.” He smirks. “About time you lost your mind, too.”
With those final words, I lower my cock into his warm, slick mouth with one of my hands.
“Shit,” I gasp. His mouth takes no time at all, swallowing me whole. It feels fucking transcendent and knowing it’s him makes it so much better. “Tap on my leg if it’s too much.” I breathe, my voice shaky from trying to keep myself together.
“Mmm,” he answers, opening his mouth wider for me. I tilt my hips to adjust myself further. Twirling his tongue around my dick, he copies what I did to him just moments ago. It’s both flattering and mind-blowing.
Once I know for sure he’s comfortable, I start gently rocking my hips. Fuck, it feels heavenly.
“You’re doing so fucking well. Look at you,” I moan, feeling my cock slide along his tongue. I don’t want to hurt him, but fuck, it feels like he can take all of me.
He runs his hands gently up and down the back of my thighs as I tremble. The pressure is building quickly. I feel like I’ve been on the edge this whole time.
“This what you wanted?” I ask, slipping my dick out just enough so he can answer.
He nods, licking his lips and leaning his head forward for more. He’s chasing after it.
“How’d I get so fucking lucky?” I exhale shakily, pressing myself deeper into his throat.
Low, broken moans fill the air in this room. We’re complete messes, and it’s intoxicating. I feel myself arriving closer to the edge as his hands knead my ass.
Fuck, it’s perfect.
He’s perfect.
His fingers get mighty close to my back entrance, and as soon as one finger traces across my hole, the same way I did with his, I tense. I’ve never been a bottom, but the way he’s handling me right now is driving me crazy that I’d let him do whatever the hell he wants with me.
He moans around my dick, sending even more vibrations up my length and pulling even more lewd sounds from me.
“Shit, shit, I’m coming, baby—” With no warning, my whole body comes undone, and I tumble over the edge into his mouth. My eyes begin to cross as he pulls the biggest orgasm out of me.
“Holy shit, Chase.” I lean my head on the wall, fisting at nothing and anything as I try to gasp for air.
My cock tingles as he lazily licks me, even long after I’m spent.
Once my heart rate slows and I think I can move without the risk of fainting, I flop down beside him as soon as he lets me free.
“You okay?” I pant, leaning in to rest my lips against his temple.
He leans into my kiss, holding onto my arm tightly. “Seriously don’t think I’ve ever been better.” He smiles.
Deep pressure builds in my chest as realization hits me like a train.
I’ve wanted this for a long, long time. Longer than I ever let myself admit.
I sit up, taking a moment to catch my breath.
“How about you? You okay?” He rubs my back softly, concern etched in his voice.
I exhale slowly, like the weight of everything I’ve been holding back is finally releasing. Like, there shouldn’t be any more reason to hide how I feel.
Looking at him over my shoulder, I look at the man who just single-handedly rocked my world in more ways than one.
“I don’t want this to be just tonight,” I whisper. My confession shocks me. I’ve never been this open and vulnerable with anyone in my entire life. Who would’ve thought it’d take being with Chase Rutherford to open me up like this?
Chase sits up, eyes bouncing between mine.
“It won’t be,” he answers, wrapping his arm around my chest. “You’re all mine, remember?” A smile peeks on his lips as he softly kisses my shoulder.
And just like that, we’re tangled in each other for the rest of the night, lazily kissing and breathing each other in—no more words needed.