Page 15 of Malicious Desires

“Yeah, touch me, Jasper.”

“I…I’ve…never.”

“Fucking touch me, Capullo,” I demand, clutching his wrist and pulling his hand towards my aching cock. He wraps his long delicate fingers around my length, hesitating.

He bites down on his lip, unsure of what to do next. “Have you never stroked a damn dick before, Capullo?”

He shakes his head. “No.”

“Never?”

Again he shakes his head, not replying but his answer is a clear no and I can’t help but scoff. Seems like Jasper is a virgin or maybe he’s just playing me because no guy as gorgeous as him our age is that pure.

“Fuck, Capullo. I knew you were innocent, but fuck me dead I didn’t think you were that pure.”

“I guess you don’t want me now,” he responds, his cheeks colouring again.

I snigger. “I want you even more, Jasper.”

“Oh, um…” he mumbles, biting down on his lip and taking his hand back. I want to say something snarky but instead, I clasp his dick in my fist and start to slowly stroke his length, whilst watching his eyes that are caught with mine.

We don’t exchange words, just stare at each other as I coat his glorious uncut dick with his precum as lube. He can’t help but buck his hips up, moans beginning to escape his lips as the pleasure builds.

“Oh, shit…Reece!” he bellows, his dick jerking and his hips bucking off the bed as he comes all over his stomach and my hand. I smear it over his skin–and lick my hand–still watching him. His face twists in disgust.

“Fuck, you taste divine, Jasp.”

“Really?” he questions, his eyebrow quivering.

“Divine, Capullo,” I taunt, bending down to lave my tongue over the come on his stomach until his fair skin is clean. I don’t stop licking his body though, then trail my tongue into that deep ridge of his abs, all the way up his body until I kiss his lips once more.

Immediately he turns the kiss feral, flitting his tongue over my lips to taste himself on them. I’m about to break the kiss when his hands find my cheeks, and he’s yanking me closer, the kiss deepening to the point it feels as though my lips will be bruised. His kiss is punishing and fuck I’m here for it. He lets out a loud groan, breaking the kiss suddenly as he roars, “Oh god, fuck Reece!”

I pull back, realising I’ve just come all over him without even a touch. And he too has come again.

I could be embarrassed by my pubescent ejaculation but it’s the opposite. No one has ever made me come without a touch, with just a kiss. Until now. Until Jasper Capullo. My sworn enemy.

“Damn, Capullo. Your hot as fuck kisses made me come.”

“Oh, um. I’m sorry.”

“Fuck off with the sorry, dickhead. I didn’t say it was a bad thing.”

“Oh, ok,” he mumbles, again biting down on his plump lip.

I laugh, slipping a finger into the come covering my dick. I put it to his lips.

“Open, Jasp. Taste my come.”

He shakes his head, biting his lip harder.

“Come on, Jasper. You’re gonna taste my come and fucking love it.”

He still doesn’t open his mouth, so I scoop up more come, smearing it all over his lips, and his deep philtrum.

He gasps for breath and then, involuntarily licks his lips. His eyes light up and he smiles, licking his lips again, his tongue laving over them multiple times as he groans.

“Taste good, Jasp?”

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