Jacob Gets Me Off

West Michigan—August, 2017

(This picks up immediately after the last post…)

It’s morning.  Derrick is in my room—fully dressed for the office.

“I have to go into work, but I’ve told the boy not to let you leave without getting you off.”

I grin.  Maybe it’s even a smirk.

“He’s upstairs in bed—when you’re ready go find him there.”

I thank him and kiss him good bye. 

I stretch. 

I piss.

I think about how lucky I am.

And I start up the two flights of stairs.  There he is.  I climb into the large bed.  We are instantly wrapped around each other, spooning, with me behind him.  I drift back towards sleep.  Jacob rolls me—so that he is holding me.  I feel his morning erection poking at the crack of my ass.  He holds me for a long time this way.

And then his hands are all over me:  rubbing my shoulders, kneading my neck, tracing my spine to my ass.  Fuck.  I just melt.  And then we are kissing.  Tentative at first—are we both unsure about morning breath?—but then deeply and passionately.

His mouth is right next to my ear.  “Do you want to fuck this morning?”

I roll over and show him how hard I am.  His mouth goes to my dick.  I squirm around until we are sixty-nine-ing.  He is as rampant as I am. The cock jewelry has come out for sleeping.  I spend a long time on his dick and longer on his premium and heavy balls.

He pulls away and it looks like he’s about to sit on my spit covered dick.  Then he rolls off me saying he wants to do it right, after a quick clean.  I agree and tell him I’ll rinse off downstairs and meet him in the playroom.

Neither of us take long to get there.  We are naked this morning—no leather in sight.  We kiss again—right in front of the sling.  Jacob is into it the moment we break.  I stirrup his ankles.  I know how much he likes to be restrained so I fasten both wrist restraints tightly around him and attach him to the chains above his arms.  I also grab one of the half dozen blindfolds.  I fit in on his handsome face.

“I don’t want you to know what I’m going to do next…”

He nods.  I think I see a true shiver of excitement run through him.  I start with my tongue in his ass—of course.  I run it lightly up his hairy crack, up and down and up again before I start to drill into him.  Jacob groans.  His hands rattle the chains—he so wants to be jerking his cock as I’m doing this.  My hands spread his cheeks.  I drill deeper.  I pull them apart again and spit—it lands just above his pucker and slowly runs down onto it.  I poke it deep into his bowels.

I stand up.  My hands are on his chest.  Then his thighs and calves.  My hands begin working his bare feet.  I knead and stroke his soles.  I separate his toes—something that I know drives him crazy.  I suck his toes into my mouth.  He squirms under me.  Then my thumbs find his pressure points.  He groans and I switch to the other foot.  I do it all again.  Then grease up my hands with Elbow Grease and work his feet once more.

I move to his side.  His exposed pit is right there.  I have made him sweat.  My tongue cleans him up, slowly and deliberately.  I move around to the other side.  This pit is not as fragrant this morning.  Yet.  I chew and lick and leave it sopping. 

I go back between his suspended legs.  I lean over and suck his drooling cock.  He gives me a mouthful of precum.  I kneel and stick it into his hole.  This causes a bigger moan from the boy.  I go back for more.  My tongue can’t keep out of the hole the piercing has made in his dick.  I swab up the leakage, and this time, lick my way down to his ass—losing most of the precum all over his balls.  I burrow under them again, clean them up and let my tongue wander on down to his ass. 

I settle in for a long rim job.  Jacob’s ass is working over time.  It’s like I have already stuck my dick in him—he’s making lube like crazy.  I slurp at it noisily.  Jacob begins to pant.  This is certainly the longest I’ve ever been around him sexually and not fucked him.  I fist my cock—running all my pre-cum over the head.  I stand up and enter the blindfolded Jacob.

“Fuck!”  Jacob rattles at the chains where his arms are attached.

“You like that you finally have that dick in you?” I ask as my cock pumps into his super wet ass.

“Yes, Sir.”

“You love it don’t you?”

“Fuck me!”

I speed up the thrusts.  My hips make a great slapping sound on his butt.

When I finally slow down, I pull all the way out, kneel and bury my face in hole.

The boy writhes and moans.  After I have licked my fill, I take pity on him and unlock his right cuff so he can jerk his cock.  I go back down for another taste. 

“You want more dick?”

“Yes, Sir.”

I give it to him.  Long, loud and fast.  He jerks in time to my thrusts.

I pull out again.  I’m close.

I eat his hole once more.  Jacob grunts and pushes his hole out.  It’s the most pronounced I’ve ever felt it.  It all goes into my mouth.  My tongue goes as deeply into him as it ever has…

I stand up.  I thrust into him.  My cock explodes.  All the build up with the play yesterday and now this morning erupts into his butt.  It has to be a massive load.  I feel shot after shot fire into him. 

I collapse on his chest for a moment.  I pant.  A quick kiss and I move so he can jerk his cock.  Just two or three strokes to get off with me still imbedded in his wet, dripping hole.  It grips my deflating cock as he shoots his load.  I lick it up—still up his ass.  I slowly pull out, sink to the hassock by the sling and look at my cum beginning to run out of him.

I can’t waste it.  I lean in and begin to lick…