Page 11 of Diamond in the Rough

Jake scraped his mind back together. His mouth watered at the thought of Maddox’s cock in his mouth, but the idea of Maddox pushing into his hole made him tingle and his cock bob as if it were agreeing.

“I want you to fuck me.”

Maddox nodded, then got down on his knees. He kneeled beside Jake and reached for his twitching cock.

“I haven’t got any lube. I guess I’ll have to make it.”

He pressed his thumb down on the top of Jake’s cock, then lifted it up, seemingly mesmerised by the string of natural lube. The dull light caught it, and it looked like a thread of gold coming out of the slit.

The fragile string broke, and Maddox dipped his thumb down, then raised it again.

“Who needs lube when I excite you this much…”

Jake didn’t comment. Watching Maddox lift threads of lust from him was both humiliating and arousing. The more he watched, the more arousal throbbed in his groin and made him leak. Each time Maddox pumped him for more, the beginning of an orgasm fluttered.

Maddox smirked, then rubbed the stickiness on his fingers between Jake’s legs. He gripped his own length, added to the wetness, then massaged his fingers on the top of Jake’s cock again.

Jake panted and rolled the back of his head against the concrete. Maddox was enjoying himself, but Jake was on edge. Watching Maddox’s fingers play with him was too much. He wanted them to grip tighter and move up and down with speed. He wanted Maddox’s smirking mouth to swoop down on him and suckle.

“Why not make me cum? Use that as lube.”

Maddox shook his head. “You’re gonna cum on my cock.”

“I will as well—”

“Besides,” Maddox cut in, “this is different. It’s slippery and sticky. This is your body that eager to be played with, not the product of an orgasm but pure arousal, and it’s beautiful.”

Maddox swirled his fingers inside Jake’s body. “Not to mention, your hole eats it up like it’s desperate for it. Desperate for mine and your excitement.”

Maddox hooked up Jake’s legs by the back of his knees, then moved away. He shuffled closer to line himself up.

Jake panted at the pressure, the stretch of his body, then his muscles softened suddenly, and Maddox’s cock popped inside. He moved slowly, no doubt mindful of the lack of lubrication, then stopped. Jake knew Maddox wasn’t all the way in and glanced down to see why he’d stopped. Maddox’s dark eyes were fixed on Jake’s cock. The breech had his cock drooling, and Maddox rubbed Jake’s sensitive head, then used his precum to wet the rest of his length.

Jake didn’t miss the hunger in Maddox’s expression—hunger, and what looked like pride.

The urge to watch Maddox’s cock slide into him had Jake rearing up, and he craned his neck and curled forward. His stomach flipped at the sight of Maddox’s cock disappearing inside of him, claiming ownership of his body.

The drag of his hardness grazed Jake’s prostate, and he moaned softly. Maddox must have noticed because he slowed his pace. His thick cock squished Jake’s prostate flat and plucked the receptive nerves as he pushed harder.

“You like that?” Maddox asked.

The touch was too intense. Maddox’s pulsing cock pinned Jake’s prostate, forced it to quiver with sensitivity until he couldn’t think straight. Words left his mouth, pleas and begs. Maddox eased off with his cock, then laughed. Before Jake could thank or curse him, Maddox pushed back inside and pressed against Jake’s prostate. He cried out and flung his head back. Oversensitive but not stimulated enough, Jake’s cock slapped to his belly.

“This is going to be fun,” Maddox murmured.

Jake only just heard him over the pounding in his ears and the harsh breathing filling the room. He realized the pants and gasps were coming from him but couldn’t stop sounding like a violent sea.

A frustrated sob broke through Jake’s lips, and the replying laugh was laced with lust.

“Let me cum,” Jake said in a rush.

Maddox’s face appeared in front of his, irises black as night and sparkling. “But I’m enjoying you.”

“Please,” Jake gasped.

Maddox’s plump lips crashed down on Jake’s, fighting him open. Maddox didn’t hold back with his tongue or his cock. He quickened his pace, and Jake fell apart beneath him, free falling down the cliff of pleasure. His cock exploded, warm and wet across his chest. He shuddered and gasped while Maddox’s tongue lapped at his mouth, stealing his breath until the warm lightheaded feeling he was accustomed to took over.

“No,” Maddox said firmly, “stay with me. We’re not done yet.”

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