Tom slapped his heavy cock against Jake’s flushed cheek a couple more times wet, meaty thwacks that left glistening streaks of pre-cum across his pretty face. He dragged the swollen, leaking tip over Jake’s parted lips, painting them shiny, then pressed just enough for Jake to taste the slick saltiness.
“Do you like that taste, baby boy?” Tom rumbled, voice thick and low, eyes dark as he watched Jake’s tongue dart out instinctively.
Jake whimpered, nodding frantically, licking the pre-cum from his own lips with a desperate little moan. “Yes, daddy… love how you taste.”
Tom grinned, wicked and proud. “Go on then, go for it, Jakey.”
Jake didn’t need telling twice. He wrapped both small hands around the base of Tom’s monster fingers barely meeting and guided the fat head to his mouth. His tongue swirled eagerly around the crown, lapping up every fresh bead of pre-cum before he stretched his lips wide and sank down.
Tom lay sprawled on his back across the rumpled sheets, his massive frame dominating the bed. Thick thighs spread wide, abs flexing with every breath, he watched through hooded eyes as Jake knelt between them, worshipping the 9-inch cock like it was the only thing in the world.
Jake started slow and reverent long, wet licks from Tom’s heavy balls all the way to the tip, tracing every bulging vein with the flat of his tongue. “Fuck, Tom… this cock is huge. Still shocks me every time,” he murmured, voice wrecked with lust, before sealing his lips around the head and sucking hard. A wet pop sounded as he pulled off, only to dive back down, taking more this time, cheeks hollowing as he bobbed.
Tom’s big hand settled in Jake’s hair, not forcing just guiding, possessive. “That’s it, boy. Suck that daddy dick.”
The room filled with obscene sounds: wet slurps, muffled moans, the soft gag when Jake pushed too deep and his throat fluttered around the intrusion. Saliva dripped down the shaft, coating Jake’s hands as he stroked what he couldn’t yet swallow. He nuzzled the underside, kissing and sucking along the sensitive frenulum until Tom’s hips jerked. Then he took Tom’s balls into his mouth one at a time, sucking gently while his hand pumped the slick length.
“Daddy’s dick tastes so good,” Jake gasped, pulling off to lick a long stripe from base to tip before plunging down again. He hummed around the girth, vibrations buzzing straight through Tom, drawing out more pre-cum that Jake swallowed greedily.
Tom’s free hand roamed his own body pinching a nipple, raking nails down his abs while Jake worked him over. But soon one hand wasn’t enough for Tom. He reached down between Jake’s spread thighs, finding that tight, spit-slick hole still twitching from the earlier rimming. Jake gasped around the cock in his mouth, arching his back and pushing greedily into the touch as Tom’s thick finger circled the pucker.
“Gonna get this pretty pussy ready for my monster,” Tom growled, gathering spit in his mouth and letting it drip down onto his fingers before pressing one inside. Jake moaned louder, the sound vibrating around Tom’s shaft, his hole clenching hot and tight around the intrusion.
Tom worked him open deliberately slow thrusts at first, then scissoring, adding more spit until a second finger slid in beside the first. The wet squelch of fingers fucking Jake’s ass joined the symphony of sloppy blowjob noises. Every time Tom curled his fingers to graze Jake’s prostate, Jake’s whole body jolted, his untouched cock leaking steadily into the soaked pouch of his red jockstrap.
“Fuck, you’re so tight still,” Tom rasped, voice rough. “Clenching like you were made for this cock.”
Jake’s rhythm grew frantic sucking harder, deeper, tears pricking his eyes from the stretch in both ends. Saliva and pre-cum dripped down his chin, strings connecting his swollen lips to Tom’s glistening shaft every time he pulled back for air.
Finally, Jake popped off with a desperate gasp, lips red and slick, eyes glassy with need. A thick strand of spit still linked his mouth to the throbbing head.
“Please, Tom,” he begged, voice hoarse, rocking back onto the fingers buried deep inside him. “Fuck me now. Need your cock in my pussy. Please, daddy.”
Tom’s eyes darkened further, fingers still pumping slowly, keeping Jake right on the edge. He crooked them one last time, pressing hard against that spot until Jake whimpered and shuddered.
“Get up here then, baby boy,” Tom ordered, withdrawing his fingers with a filthy wet sound and giving Jake’s ass a sharp slap. “Time to ride daddy’s god cock.”
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