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“Fine. No kissing. That’s fair. But I’m bringing you back to your house and you’re going to let me get you off.”
I lick my lips in anticipation as Jude meets my stare, his eyes hooded.
“Yeah. Okay. One more time and then never again.”
I smirk at that, knowing his comment will come back to haunt him. Because for him, it’s never just one more time.
It’s always again. Andagain.
We make our way back to his place in silence. Jude doesn’t realize he’s doing it, but with each forward step he leans into me a bit more until my arm is wrapped completely around him, his head on my shoulder. It’s almost like I’m consoling him, offering him a bit of comfort. Something a partner would do, a boyfriend.
My heart flips in my chest, and I swallow my dread. I will not kiss him on the head, like this is some kind of romantic interlude, like I care.
I don’t.
That’s not what this is. And yet, I’m letting it happen all the same. For some reason, seeing Jude at my grandmother’s house with that baby strapped to his chest made something inside of me crack wide open. I couldn’t hate him in that moment and it seems to have bled over into the present.
When we make it to his street, his steps falter and he comes to a complete stop. He’s still pressed against me and as much as my arm should drop from his shoulders, it just holds on a little tighter. Closer.
Mine.
“Can I suck your dick,” he asks softly, looking almost ashamed for asking it. “I think that’s what I need.”
I roll my lips between my teeth and reach up with my free hand, caressing his freckled cheeks.
“Yeah. Okay.” I don’t tell him that I plan on sucking his as well, that we are going to go down on each other. I don’t need to say it because it becomes clear once we sneak into the house through the back door and into his bedroom.
He starts to drop to his knees, but I stop him, leading him to the bed and pushing him onto it. He falls with a whoosh as I lean forward and tug his shirt off, tossing it across the room. It landson his desk, a clatter of pens and pencils falling to the ground as I work his pants and underwear off.
He’s breathing heavily, his eyes hooded.
“Why do I need to be naked?” he asks. And that’s a great question. Because I don’twantto suck his dick. Ineedto.
As much as I want to hate him, want to hate this, I can’t quite help myself.
“You just do,” I say, tossing his pants to the side and letting my gaze take in his naked body. His puckered nipples, the dusting of red hair across his chest, the way his hard cock is jutting out from his groin and leaking profusely.
Can’t wait to have that in my mouth.
Reaching back, I pull my shirt over my head and kick off my pants, getting naked in record time and then crawling up his body. I let my hard cock graze against his and it makes his entire body shudder.
“What hobby is this?” he asks, his eyelids drooping even further.
“A sixty-nine hobby. It’s a lot of fun,” I say as I turn around and straddle his head, sliding my dick against his lips. He parts them and engulfs me with a low moan as I lean forward and take him into my mouth. The salty, sweet taste of him makes my tastebuds light up, and I swallow him even further, a groan being dragged from my mouth as I bottom out in his throat.
God, he’s so good at this, at giving head. I hate that about him, that he’s so delicious when he should be vile. That he has a skill that no “straight” man should have.
I dive back in, letting the throb of need expand in my groin and hang in my balls. They hit his face with every downward thrust into his mouth as he arches his own dick up into me over and over again. Our moans are mingled now, muffled by each other’s cocks. I can hear the slurping sound from his mouth, the gags from my own, and we just continue sucking, fucking intothe other until I can no longer hold myself up on trembling arms and fall to the side, taking him with me. My leg is over his neck, my dick down his throat and he does the same to me, tunneling into my throat as I try my best to make this last.
I want to tell myself that I despise it, that this is wrong, but in the moment, all I want to do is come into his stomach. I want to fill him up while I swallow him whole.
Our breathing grows frantic, and I feel his hands tremble on my ass as he pulls me into him again and again. I reach behind him and drag my finger up his crack, feeling the pucker of his asshole against my fingertip and then the gasp around my dick.
“Mmm,” I groan as I do it again, not entering it but teasing him with the possibility of it.
I never started this with the intention of fucking Jude. But now I can’t get it out of my head. Straight boy bouncing onmydick.
