Page 17 of A Kickin' Karate Christmas
I trailed my fingers down my chest, stopping to tweak my nipples, before I began to stroke myself. I kept my eyes trained on him, trying to match my pace to his. “This feels so good,” I groaned out.
“Feels better when it’s you,” he whispered. “Wish it were your hand. You have such amazing hands.” His hand sped up on his cock. “Hell, wish I were touching you right now. You’re so hot.”
“Not as hot as you.” I sped up my hand to match his pace. “If I were there right now, I’d be doing a lot more than jacking you off.”
“What would you be doing?”
“First, I would start by stroking you. I’d thumb over your slit, and I’d collect that little bead of precum that you’ve got and taste it.” He thumbed at the precum and brought it to his mouth. “You taste so good. Then after I had a taste, I wouldn’t be able to resist. I’d start with your dick. At first.” His hand sped up. “You like that idea, don’t you?”
“Yeah,” he exhaled. His breath was already getting ragged. I wondered how long he’d been teasing himself before he sent me the video. “I keep thinking about the way your mouth felt the other night. I’ve gotten off thinking about it every night.”
That was the hottest thing I’d ever heard. “So have I,” I admitted, “but I haven’t stopped at sucking you off.”
“What else have you been imagining?”
I started walking him through my fantasies as I jacked myself off. It was simple. I wanted to suck his dick until he was close, and then I wanted to eat his ass. I wanted to get him prepared, see how many fingers he could take before he began to beg for more. When I told him that, he grabbed a small bottle of lube. I wished I had a better angle to see what he was doing. His hand slipped behind his dick, and I heard the gasp he made as he slid a finger into his hole. I wanted to hear that sound up close and personal, feel his hot breath against my ear when I breached him for the first time. By the time I got to the main part of the fantasy, fucking him into the mattress, he was incoherent. I was barely able to get the rest of my fantasy out.
I could feel my orgasm building as I talked him through the rest of the fantasy. “I’d wrap my hands around your body, and I’d knock your hands away from your cock. Then, I’d stroke you through as you came.”
The idea of him cumming on my cock had me exploding. My release sprayed over my chest, hot on my skin. The sight seemed to send him over the edge. The image of his chest covered in cum was one I knew I’d have seared in my memory forever. I picked up my phone as I collapsed back on my bed.
“That was…”
“Wow,” he exhaled, finishing my sentence for me. “You have a way with words, Mat.”
“What can I say?” I teased, my breath still coming out unevenly. “I was inspired. You’re… Damn, you’re amazing. I can’t wait until next Friday night.”
“I thought our date was Saturday?”
“Come over after the event,” I exhaled. “I don’t think I can last one more night without touching you.”
Jake’s answering smile told me that he felt the same. We talked a little longer before we got off the phone. I was still thinking about him, about our video call and the way my body reacted to him, when I got in the shower and went to bed.
The next week and a half passed the same way as the first few days. Jake and I got off together a few more times, but mostly, we spent our time working on the event.
By the time the event day rolled around, I was ready for it. I was also ready for what came after. Jake and I had a full weekend planned. We would do a wrap up of the event at his place, and I’d stay the night. Saturday, we were going Christmas shopping for Emerson and grabbing dinner. I’d begged myfriends for dinner suggestions for a first date and suffered their teasing when I wouldn’t tell them who my mystery date was. I didn’t want to jinx it, but the look on Sophia’s face told me that she knew exactly who I was seeing.
After all, she’d been the only one to see us together.
I got to the dojo early on Friday. People had been bringing by their donations all week, and I had to get them out of the storage room. Jake showed up two hours before the event, and I took a moment in the storage room to steal a few kisses. No one else was there yet, and I couldn’t help myself.
It had been too long since I’d actually gotten to kiss him.
I would have gotten lost in the kiss if he hadn’t pulled away and reminded me that people would be showing up soon. We were still putting everything out when Sophia and our other sensei, Ben, showed up. Sophia gave me a look, and I knew immediately that she knew. She confirmed it for me when we went to set up games in the main dojo for the kids to play. “So… you and Jake?”
“You picked up on that?”
“Dude, anyone who hasn’t picked up on the fuck me vibes between you two is clueless,” she laughed. I shushed her and looked over my shoulder. I didn’t want Jake thinking I was bragging to my friends about him when he wasn’t ready for this to be public. “So, is it just physical?”
“No.” I could feel the goofy grin on my face without looking at the wall of mirrors. “It’s more than that. I like him. He’s…” I trailed off, trying to think of how to verbalize the way I felt about Jake. I grabbed a stack of sparring pads from the shelf. “He threw himself into this project. It was all his ideas, you know? He heard that I was struggling, and he found a way to fix it. No one has ever done that before.”
“Because you never say that you need help,” she pointed out.
“It’s not just this that he throws himself into. He throws himself into everything. His day job, his relationship with his daughter? He gives everything that he has, and he’s really good at everything he tries. It’s really hot.”
“Competency kink. Always knew you had one of those.”
I flipped her off as I laid out the sparring pads for one of the kids’ favorite games. “He also calls me every night and texts me all the time. I can count on him. He’s really sweet and smart. He listens to me, and I feel like I can be myself around him. I don’t have to be the one that’s always in control, but he lets me be in control when I feel like I need to be. A lot of the older guys I’ve talked to in the past had issues with the whole letting me be in control part.”
