Page 36 of Puck You Very Much
Jakob and I fell into each other’s arms like we had twice before, but something felt different about it this time. Before, I would’ve given anything to pause the festivities so I could get the hell out of there. Now, I wanted to surrender and not look back.
Our lips met, mouths creating a seal over one another, and our tongues mingled and played again. No sooner than we fell deep into the kiss did I feel Jakob’s hard-on jab at my leg. I nearly gasped. I couldn’t let Jakob think he’d affected me that much even though we’d both lost control of ourselves. I needed to think I had some remaining willpower.
I wanted that cock in my mouth in the worst way, but Jakob seemed determined to make me wait by denying me his juicy meat. God, I’d never thought like that before.
He pulled me in tighter, wrapping his arms around me, and squeezing. I couldn’t ignore the feeling of his throbbing meat pressed against me. I slid my hands in between us, grabbing the bulge, and stroking his cock through his pants. He returned the favor to me, and I gasped, almost breaking off the kiss entirely, before he stopped me. I would’ve expected him to grasp at my belt buckle and loosen it or pull my pants straight down to my ankles.
Instead, he grabbed at the bottom of my shirt and lifted it up over my head, and I reciprocated. God, I forgot how incredible that dude’s body looked. I’d seen it at an intimately close proximity like this before, but this felt so different. First, I reached out and pinched his left nipple, twisting it ever so gently.
Then I crouched to see the nipple at eye level before flicking my tongue against it and nibbling on the top.
Jakob groaned, saying, “Yeah, fuck, man,” as his fingers swam through my hair. I planted hisses all over his chest, especially in the crease between his pecs, before standing up straight again. I stared deep into his eyes, knowing I could place him under my spell and control him.
I leaned in and kissed him again, feeling his beard scratch my face. And yes,Ikissedhim, not the other way around, as I would’ve argued earlier. My tongue dove into his mouth, and I reached around his ribs, clutching his ass cheeks and squeezing.This might’ve been a first for me, but I felt determined to drink up as much of it as possible.
Finally, I released him, ready to drive toward the prize.
“Lose those pants.” I spoke with all the authority I could summon. “Now!”
Jakob grinned like he didn’t take orders. Well, I didn’t accept dissent, so I kept my eyes fixed on him to reinforce my command. He acquiesced by loosening his belt, unbuttoning, lowering his fly, and dropping his pants to the floor. When he stepped out of them, I saw that his boxers remained, tented by a hard-on that cried out for release.
“What the fuck do you think you’re doing with those still on?” I asked.
“What the fuck doyouthink you’re doing with your pants still on, huh?”
He eyed the crotch of my jeans and lifted one eyebrow. I had no idea I still had my pants on, but I wasn’t afraid to shed them in front of Jakob. In fact, I wanted him to see everything I had…after I made him work.
“You don’t like me wearing pants,” I said, “why don’t you go ahead and do something about it?”
He smiled widely enough to flash all of his oh-so perfect teeth. God, he looked like he could get up to no end of mischief in the best possible ways.
First, he groped my cock bulge again, letting me feel the near-electric sensation course through my member. I sucked in a deep breath. He looked like he had to steal moments like that because he simply couldn’t get enough. Then he loosened my belt but didn’t bother with the button or zipper. He pulled my jeans straight down to my ankles with no preamble.
My underwear remained in place, presenting a lingering mystery waiting to be revealed. Jakob eyed my crotch; hecouldn’t tear his eyes away from my bulge. He looked ready to salivate like his hunger had reached its breaking point.
“Okay, dude,” he said, “let’s see that big dick.”
I couldn’t stop an ear-to-ear smile from appearing no matter how hard I tried. Even I was dying to show him as much as he was to see it. Pinching the band of my boxers between my thumbs and index fingers, I peeled my underwear down slowly, until my dick popped out. Jakob’s eyes widened and he looked ready to pounce, but I would make him wait. Two could play this game.
Once my boxers shrouded my ankles, I stepped out of them and tossed them aside for the drama. I didn’t have to command Jakob to take the next step. He hadn’t taken his eyes from my cock, which now stood up at an angle.
Something about standing completely naked in front of Jakob felt so freeing, so exhilarating. It offered a rush different from being naked in front of anyone else. He crouched before me, taking my bare cock in his hand, stroking its length back and forth, studying it. I gasped, feeling a sudden shock of sensation in the head of my cock.
Then the Larkin Lion took my cock into his mouth, wetting the knob, and letting me bask in his warm spit. I pinched both my nipples and sucked in a deep breath as his head bobbed up and down in my crotch. I palmed the top of his head and felt like I was slowly dribbling a basketball.
Here’s the crazy thing—he didn’t gag. I didn’t know if he’d ever done this before. That seemed unimportant in the moment, but I couldn’t believe he could suck cock like a fucking pro.
He tickled the underside of my balls and then gripped my cock with the same hand, gliding up and down my length as he sucked. I thrust my head back. I didn’t just feel pleasure in my dick. My entire body brimmed with ecstasy. Nothing on earthfelt as fine as Jakob Martin’s mouth. Even crazier, I doubted anything else ever would.
Oh my God, I was going to come. The tension mounted, skyrocketing toward climax, so suddenly that I felt thrown completely off guard. And it wasn’t that I worried about busting in Jakob’s mouth if he didn’t want me to. I couldn’t let him think I had so little stamina.
Or that he could exercise more power over me than I could over him.
I withdrew from his mouth, showing my hunger to return the favor as a convenient excuse. But Jakob clearly experienced more than hunger. He appeared utterly voracious as he lunged at my cock, devouring it once more. I panted and moaned because I could do nothing else while in such an insanely perfect mouth.
When I neared climax again, I pulled out of his mouth, and hooked my hands under his arms, hauling him back upright. I slapped another lip lock on him, this time stroking his bulge again. Only a thin layer of fabric stood between me and Jakob’s cock now.
I squatted before him to bring his bulge to eye level. When he inched forward, I nibbled it through his underwear, prompting a groan from the Larkin Lion. Though restraint almost killed me, I wanted to hold Jakob Martin in suspense for as long as possible.
