Page 105 of Burn It Down

I wrap my hand around Jake’s cock and stroke him twice. He feels like velvet in my palm and I run my tongue over his tip tentatively, tasting another man’s dick for the first time in my life. He jerks in my hand, making me smile. It’s like his cock is asking for more.

I switch my right hand to his balls and bring my left hand to his shaft, running my lips along his length like he does to me. His hand flies to my head and he leans back on the roof of the car, holding the bottom of his shirt up so it’s not in my way.

“You don’t know how often I’ve dreamt of sinking into your warm, wet mouth,” he says. When I look up, his head is tipped back and his eyes are closed.

Tasting cock is new for me. Traditionally — and unfairly — I’ve viewed it as a submissive role. One I wasn’t willing to play. But having his pre-cum on my tongue is not only waking up my tastebuds, but my own cock as well.

And that’s when I realize, in a healthy relationship, the person on their knees holds just as much power as the person standing above them, maybe more. Come to think of it, I’ve never viewed Jake as weak or submissive…not even when he’s on his back for me, letting me spill my release deep inside him. Because that takes far more trust and respect than just getting your dick wet. And now, watching him start to writhe against the car, my name a low moan on his lips, I’m not sure I’ve ever felt more powerful than I do right now as he unravels at my touch.

I double down on my efforts to give Jake the best blow job he’s ever had, angry that not only have I wasted precious time, but I’m angry that someone has been here before me, tasting him, making him groan, wanton and needy.

On my knees in the gravel, I grip his hips and finally pull him into my mouth. I already know I can’t take him as far down mythroat as he can take me, but I know how good it feels when his mouth slides back and forth over the head of my dick so I aim my efforts there, moving my hand back to his shaft, working in tandem with my tongue.

His hips punch forward when my lips wrap fully around him, causing me to gag and drool on his dick.

“Shit. Sorry,” he moans, gently running his hand to smooth my hair back from my face. “But also, that was really fucking hot.” As if he needed help convincing me of that fact, another splash of pre-cum lands on my tongue and I take a long pull, trying to relax and do it again.

When I manage to make it happen, Jake reaches down and cups my chin, tilting my head up, and pulling halfway out of my mouth so our eyes meet.

“Hey, I didn’t mean to add any pressure. I know that can be uncomfortable and I want you to enjoy this because I really,reallywant you to do again sometime, so just do what feels right. Do what feels good to you. Don’t overthink it because I’m going to comehardno matter what.”

I nod my head and remove his hand from my chin so I can get back to work. I take his advice and back off from choking myself.Baby steps.Instead, I bob forward and back, swirl my tongue around his crown, and flick my tongue on the sensitive underside across the same spot I love for him to tease me.

“Oh, fuck, baby. That’s so fucking good.” I feel his ass muscles clench as he tries to prevent thrusting into my mouth again.

In bringing him this much pleasure, it’smethat’s gaining something. A lot of somethings, actually.

Not wanting to rush this, but also not wanting to get caught by an approaching vehicle, I pull off his dick for a second so I can coat my middle finger in saliva. Nudging his legs farther apart, Iwork my way between his cheeks until I find my destination and that sweet ring of muscle welcomes me home.

When Jake feels the pressure of my finger, both of his hands fly to my hair, but he doesn’t push me back onto his cock. He’s just trying to stay upright. Before bearing down on his prostate, I wrap my lips around him once more and feel him grow impossibly hard with each pass of my finger over the gland.

“Oh, fuck,” he hisses, expelling a harsh breath. “I’m gonna come.”

I hollow my cheeks and only bob my head three times before he’s trying to push me away.

“Dylan, you gotta move. I’m...I’m going…”

I stay put. I want his release more than my next breath and it would be such a shame to see it wasted on my shirt or the small stones beneath me.

I hum my “nuh-uh” and keep my rhythm of pushing into his ass and pulling on his cock simultaneously until he’s spent, his warm release coating my tongue. The feeling of satisfaction it gives me is much stronger than I anticipated. So strong, I almost come from it, myself.

I expect him to sag against the car again, but he hauls me to my feet, squeezes my jaw, and drives his tongue past my parted lips.

His groan has me dry humping his thigh looking for relief before my balls explode.

“Goddamn, I taste good on your tongue,” he tells me, licking his own flavor from my mouth.

I ache for him like never before which is saying something, because I was pretty fucking needy for him just now.

“Jake, I want…” I trail off, shy for the first time when asking for what I want…granted, I’ve never asked for this before.

“Just say it, baby. You know I’m not going to judge you. I want nothing more than to give you anything and everything you want.”

“I want you to fuck me.”

Chapter 29

Jake

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