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man's musky scent even after a shower. He fingered along jutting hipbones and down deep grooves that arrowed from hip to groin. Jacob made a sweet, low sound as Daniel cupped his hard erection between his palms. Daniel bent and licked along one of those hip-grooves again and Jacob jolted, crying out softly as Daniel's tongue reached his shaft.
"You don't have to."
"Hush." Slowly, Daniel traced that hard shaft upward with his tongue, reveling in the ridged satin of veins under fine skin. This. This was what he'd imagined, alone in the dark, so many times. In the memory of a dozen showers full of naked men, Jacob might not seem big, but he was fine and straight, and when Daniel closed his lips over the head of Jacob's cock the sound Jacob made was almost enough to bring Daniel off right there.
Daniel sucked him, slowly. He had no idea how this was supposed to go, but as best as he could he mimicked the motion of a pumping hand with his mouth. Jacob was leaking fluid, a sweet-salt taste in Daniel's mouth. As Daniel slid up and down, mouth as tight as he could make it, Jacob moaned with each motion. Daniel tried to go all the way down, choked a little, and slipped a hand around the base of Jacob's cock instead. His spit slicked Jacob's skin, his hand slid over that wetness, and he sucked hard, meeting his closed fingers with his lips to engulf Jacob in damp heat.
Jacob cried out and grabbed Daniel's head, shaking hard as his cock jerked and filled Daniel's mouth. Daniel swallowed valiantly, trying to take all of this, all that Jacob could give him. Vanilla and salt and a tang that was Jacob's own flavor slid over his tongue.
"Oh, God. Daniel. Oh, God," Jacob murmured. His hands fell away from Daniel's head to lie limply on the sheets. Gently Daniel let Jacob's softening cock slide from between his lips. He felt smug and tender and horny, all at the same time. He sat up enough to move alongside Jacob, kissing his way up from hip to chest to cheek. His mouth left little wet smears on Jacob's skin. Daniel liked that look.
"That was incredible," Jacob murmured. "You have no idea."
"I'm hoping to find out," Daniel quipped.
For just a moment, Jacob's whole body got rigid. Then he said tightly, "Yes. Of course."
Damn. Daniel gritted his teeth. If he said nothing, Jacob would almost certainly go down on him in return. Out of fairness. Which was worse than never getting blown.
He rolled onto his back and took one of Jacob's hands, guiding it to his aching cock. "Stroke me, Trip. That's all I want right now. Let me feel your hands on me."
"Really? Just that?"
"Just that," Daniel lied. "I really have a thing for your hands." Well, that at least was true.
But it was worth it to see Jacob's face brighten eagerly. Daniel lay back in his turn and let Jacob explore. And there was absolutely nothing wrong with having Trip's hands on him, having those male fingers stroke over his chest, rub across his nipples, and then trace down to take his hardness in hand. Jacob pumped him firmly, a little dry, a little too gentle.
Daniel grabbed one of Jacob's hands, pulled it to his mouth and licked it, and then put it back down on himself. "Harder, Trip."
Ah. That. Daniel wanted to watch Jacob's face, but his eyes drifted shut as the pulsing heat of climax mounted. There. He was almost there.
Then Jacob's hands paused, squeezing, and Daniel felt a soft damp touch on the head of his dick. Daniel's eyes flew open. Jacob stared into his face, his gaze intent. Then, without moving his eyes from Daniel's, he lowered his head just enough to place another soft kiss on the slick head of Daniel's cock. And Daniel came in sheer blinding pleasure.
His semen shot out in thick jets, hitting Jacob's mouth and his cheek and dripping over his fingers. Jacob stared at him, eyes wide, as shiny cum slid down his face. Daniel held his breath, wanting that picture, just that forever. Then a last spurt caught Jacob under the chin. Daniel groaned in pleasure and
"You don't have to."
"Hush." Slowly, Daniel traced that hard shaft upward with his tongue, reveling in the ridged satin of veins under fine skin. This. This was what he'd imagined, alone in the dark, so many times. In the memory of a dozen showers full of naked men, Jacob might not seem big, but he was fine and straight, and when Daniel closed his lips over the head of Jacob's cock the sound Jacob made was almost enough to bring Daniel off right there.
Daniel sucked him, slowly. He had no idea how this was supposed to go, but as best as he could he mimicked the motion of a pumping hand with his mouth. Jacob was leaking fluid, a sweet-salt taste in Daniel's mouth. As Daniel slid up and down, mouth as tight as he could make it, Jacob moaned with each motion. Daniel tried to go all the way down, choked a little, and slipped a hand around the base of Jacob's cock instead. His spit slicked Jacob's skin, his hand slid over that wetness, and he sucked hard, meeting his closed fingers with his lips to engulf Jacob in damp heat.
Jacob cried out and grabbed Daniel's head, shaking hard as his cock jerked and filled Daniel's mouth. Daniel swallowed valiantly, trying to take all of this, all that Jacob could give him. Vanilla and salt and a tang that was Jacob's own flavor slid over his tongue.
"Oh, God. Daniel. Oh, God," Jacob murmured. His hands fell away from Daniel's head to lie limply on the sheets. Gently Daniel let Jacob's softening cock slide from between his lips. He felt smug and tender and horny, all at the same time. He sat up enough to move alongside Jacob, kissing his way up from hip to chest to cheek. His mouth left little wet smears on Jacob's skin. Daniel liked that look.
"That was incredible," Jacob murmured. "You have no idea."
"I'm hoping to find out," Daniel quipped.
For just a moment, Jacob's whole body got rigid. Then he said tightly, "Yes. Of course."
Damn. Daniel gritted his teeth. If he said nothing, Jacob would almost certainly go down on him in return. Out of fairness. Which was worse than never getting blown.
He rolled onto his back and took one of Jacob's hands, guiding it to his aching cock. "Stroke me, Trip. That's all I want right now. Let me feel your hands on me."
"Really? Just that?"
"Just that," Daniel lied. "I really have a thing for your hands." Well, that at least was true.
But it was worth it to see Jacob's face brighten eagerly. Daniel lay back in his turn and let Jacob explore. And there was absolutely nothing wrong with having Trip's hands on him, having those male fingers stroke over his chest, rub across his nipples, and then trace down to take his hardness in hand. Jacob pumped him firmly, a little dry, a little too gentle.
Daniel grabbed one of Jacob's hands, pulled it to his mouth and licked it, and then put it back down on himself. "Harder, Trip."
Ah. That. Daniel wanted to watch Jacob's face, but his eyes drifted shut as the pulsing heat of climax mounted. There. He was almost there.
Then Jacob's hands paused, squeezing, and Daniel felt a soft damp touch on the head of his dick. Daniel's eyes flew open. Jacob stared into his face, his gaze intent. Then, without moving his eyes from Daniel's, he lowered his head just enough to place another soft kiss on the slick head of Daniel's cock. And Daniel came in sheer blinding pleasure.
His semen shot out in thick jets, hitting Jacob's mouth and his cheek and dripping over his fingers. Jacob stared at him, eyes wide, as shiny cum slid down his face. Daniel held his breath, wanting that picture, just that forever. Then a last spurt caught Jacob under the chin. Daniel groaned in pleasure and
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