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I dug my fingers into the sheets, my mind threatening to leave my body if I subjected it to any more of Jacob’s hands or mouth on me. My thighs were shaking as he took all of me between his lips, bobbing his head up and down as he expertly worked my shaft. I felt my eyes rolling toward the back of my head, my vision becoming blurry as Jacob ran his tongue across the length of me.

“Jacob… I’m… I’m going to…” My breaths were becoming shallower as my body continued to shake, the tip of my cock threatening to explode against Jacob’s tongue. Before I could get out another word, Jacob started to move even faster against me, adding more pressure as he took me in his mouth. I helplesslywhimpered as I came for him again, my world becoming dizzy and weak.

“That’s three,” Jacob said, moving back up on the bed, not stopping until we were face to face. “How are you feeling, baby?”

“Like I’m about to pass out? I think?” I tried to put words to my feelings. “Like you’re overwhelming my brain by making me feel too good.”

“Good. Focus on that feeling,” Jacob instructed as he moved away from the bed. A few minutes later, and I felt him tying something to my wrists, keeping them close to each other as he placed them above my head. I then felt Jacob spreading my legs apart before something warm and wet was being rubbed across my waiting hole.

Lube.

Jacob was getting my entrance prepared for him, his finger sliding in and out of me. It felt good, the same way it always did, but it was almost like I was on the verge of having an out-of-body experience, Jacob’s touch pushing me closer and closer to the edge. After he slipped a second finger inside me, stretching me out enough to take his cock, I could feel him lining up his shaft with my entrance.

And then, slowly but surely, he was inside of me. Jacob lifted my legs until they were resting on his shoulders, his chest coming down toward mine. When he was fully inside of me, he started to thrust against me, his cock filling me up to the brim. A bolt of pleasure moved through me, balling up at my spine, spreading out through my fingertips.

A few more thrusts and that was when it happened. It was like I was suddenly floating on water in the most peaceful ocean, like I was sitting on a beach as the perfect breeze came over me. I was here, but I wasn’t, my pleasure centers being completely overloaded; Jacob’s cock pressing against my prostate but my body only responding with cool waves and cooler breezes.

“Baby? You okay?” Jacob asked as he looked down at me, concern written all over his face. “How are you feeling?”

“I… um…” It was hard to find my words, even as warmth continued to spread through me. “It feels…”

“So good that your mind is drifting away from you?”

“Mmhmm.” I nodded, still lost on some endless summer vacation, Jacob my only anchor to the moment. “It just feels so good, Jacob. Everything feels so good.”

Jacob smiled down at me as he sped up his thrusts inside of me. “Good, baby. That’s exactly what I wanted for you.”

“What… um…” I groaned, now realizing that I was close to coming for Jacob again, my cock pressed against his waist. “What is… this…”

“Subspace, baby. You’re out in subspace right now.”

“What’s… subspace…” My question came out quietly as my cock spilled between us. I watched as strands of it landed against Jacob’s waist and my waist, too, creating a bond between us in its own way. Jacob looked down at our connection, too, a smile on his face as he thrust inside me a few more times before he went completely still, a telltale sign that he was coming.

“I love you…” My words trailed off as I floated off into outer space, no longer able to stay on this planet no matter how hard I tried. “I love you so much, Jacob…”

“I love you, too, baby. So fucking much.”

20

JACOB

MONTHS LATER

“Jacob… Jacob…”

Leo was turned away from me, shamelessly riding my cock as I sat in his office chair. He was in between sending emails, but I’d successfully distracted him by ordering him to bend over his desk and let me eat him out. One thing led to another, and now, my favorite person in the world was taking my cock like a pro, like his body was made just for mine.

“Fuck, Leo. You feel so fucking good. Don’t you fucking stop—” My words were cut off by Leo’s phone ringing on his office table.

“Shit. I need to take this.” Leo scrambled away from me, as he reached for his phone, pulling it up to his ear.

“You’re going to pay for that later,” I mouthed over at him, with a grin, as I pulled my pants back up to my waist.

Leo playfully rolled his eyes as he pulled his pants up, too, his ear still close to his phone. “Hello? Hello? Wait. I can’t—it sounds like you’re in the middle of a concert or something?—”

Leo paused for a moment; his face scrunched up in confusion. “You want me to video call with you?”

He shrugged before doing what he was told, turning the phone call into a video call. A few seconds later, four familiar faces popped up as Chris, Andrew, Diego, and Keith appeared on the screen. It looked like they were at a soccer match, maybe even the finals, with a large crowd cheering behind them.

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