Total pages in book: 61
Estimated words: 58003 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 290(@200wpm)___ 232(@250wpm)___ 193(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 58003 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 290(@200wpm)___ 232(@250wpm)___ 193(@300wpm)
“You want it?”
“Yes.” No hesitation.
“How do you want to do it? Me on my back? Sitting on the bed so you can kneel on the floor? Tell me what you want, Shawn.” The grip of his hand on his cock was almost too much. Jude held himself around the base, squeezing tight so the veins bulged.
“I want it like this. Me lying down.”
Jude hesitated. Appealing though that mental image was, he wasn’t sure that was the best way to break in a cocksucking virgin. “Are you sure? It might be easier if you have more control than that.”
Shawn gave a small shake of his head. “I don’t want to be in control. I want you to put it in my mouth. Make me take it.”
“Holy shit, Shawn.” Jude’s cock was aching now, clearly on board with that plan. “I’m going to have to stick it in your mouth to stop you saying shit like that, otherwise I’m in danger of coming all over you before we even get started.”
Shawn gave a huff of laughter, but still kept his gaze fixed on Jude’s dick. “Do it, then.” He flexed his arms where they were still pinned, as if he wanted to reach for Jude.
Okay. Jude felt like he’d given Shawn fair warning. He’d just have to be careful not to get carried away.
Jude went up into a plank position so he could get his boxers off completely and kick them away. Then he took Shawn’s off too before straddling him again. He knee-walked up the bed. “Pull that second pillow down a bit. That’ll make the angle better.”
Shawn propped his head up higher and lay waiting. His arms were still over his head even though Jude wasn’t holding them there any more.
“Perfect.” Jude grinned. Taking his cock in hand, he rubbed the tip along Shawn’s lower lip, leaving a glistening smear of precome.
Shawn opened his mouth, licking at Jude’s cockhead. He made a small sound of desperation.
“God, you want this so badly, don’t you?” Jude said in wonder. “Okay, baby. You can have it.” He angled his hips forwards and pushed into the wet, slippery warmth of Shawn’s mouth.
Jesus. Not getting carried away was easier said than done. The expression on Shawn’s face was one of bliss as he took Jude in and sucked. It was obvious that he was no expert, but Jude wasn’t a perfectionist. As long as teeth weren’t involved, it was hard to go too far wrong with a blow job, and sloppy could be hot too—especially with someone so obviously desperate for his cock as Shawn was.
Bracing himself on one hand, Jude thrust gently, forcing himself to keep it slow. With his other hand, he touched Shawn’s face and stroked his jaw, feeling the muscles working as he sucked. Some spit leaked out of the corner of Shawn’s mouth and Jude caught it with his thumb, smearing it along the stretch of his lip.
“You look so fucking hot,” Jude muttered. “So good. Taking my cock like this.”
Shawn’s gaze flicked up to meet Jude’s and held.
“Are you okay?” Jude wanted to check in.
Shawn made a muffled affirmative sound, put his hands on Jude’s hips, and urged him to go faster.
“You’re gonna make me come,” Jude warned him breathlessly, fucking into that wet, perfect heat. The threat of orgasm pooled in his balls, a wave gathering strength.
Shawn seemed okay with that, squeezing his fingers into the meat of Jude’s arse. He gagged a little, throat closing tight around the head of Jude’s cock. Jude tried to pull away, but Shawn kept him there, eyes watering as he adjusted to the feeling.
Then Jude couldn’t hold back any more—the pressure of Shawn’s throat, the sight of him letting Jude use him like this was too much. “Fuck, I’m coming.”
His cock pulsed and he emptied his load.
Shawn choked again but still gripped Jude’s arse tight, not letting him go. Jude cried out as Shawn swallowed around him, the squeezing sensation almost too much.
Finally, Shawn relaxed his hands and Jude withdrew his softening cock. Even then Shawn chased it, catching it in his hand and licking the last few drops from the tip as Jude hissed, oversensitive. Shattered, sated, and overwhelmed by the whole experience, he flopped onto the mattress beside Shawn. He tugged Shawn towards him and kissed him. He couldn’t find any words, but he could show Shawn his gratitude this way.
As Shawn turned onto his side, his erection was obvious against Jude’s hip. Jude was relieved to feel the physical proof that Shawn had enjoyed what they did as much as Jude had. Well… maybe not quite as much, because he hadn’t come yet. But that was easily remedied. Jude reached down and curled his hand around Shawn’s cock, finding it gratifyingly wet and slippery.
He stroked and Shawn moaned, thrusting into his grip. They were still kissing, deep, passionate kisses with an edge of desperation. Carried along on the tide of Shawn’s desire, Jude’s cock was still half-hard, and when Shawn came with a groan, slicking Jude’s fist, Jude could almost feel Shawn’s relief as if it were his own.