He pushed me against the wall the second the door clicked shut. "You sure about this?" Jake asked, but his hand was already on my belt, yanking it open like he couldn't wait another second. My cock was hard in my jeans, straining against the denim, and I nodded because words felt stupid right now.
"Yeah. Do it," I said, voice rough.
Jake dropped to his knees right there in the hallway. He ripped my jeans down, boxers too, and my dick sprang out, thick and leaking at the tip. He didn't tease. He just opened his mouth and swallowed half of it in one go. Hot, wet suction hit me hard. I groaned and grabbed his hair, pushing deeper until I felt the back of his throat.
"Fuck, that's it," I muttered. He gagged once but kept going, tongue flat against the underside, sucking like he was starving for it. Saliva ran down my balls. I thrust into his mouth, watching my cock disappear between his lips. It was my first time with a guy, and it felt dirtier and better than any straight fuck I'd had.
He pulled off with a wet pop, spit stringing from his mouth to my head. "Get on the bed," he ordered. I kicked off my clothes and followed him into the bedroom. He stripped fast, his own cock thick and veined, pointing straight at me. I wanted it in my mouth but he shoved me onto my back first.
Jake climbed over me, straddling my chest. He fed his dick to my lips. "Suck it. Show me how bad you want this." I opened up and took him. The taste was salty, skin smooth and hot. I bobbed my head, trying to take more, choking when he pushed too far. He fucked my mouth slow and steady, hands in my hair, telling me how tight and wet it felt.
After a minute he pulled out and flipped me over.
"Ass up." I got on all fours, heart pounding. He spread my cheeks and spit right on my hole. One finger pushed in, then two, stretching me open with rough twists. It burned but my cock twitched and dripped onto the sheets.
"Relax," he growled, lining up. The head of his dick pressed against me. He pushed in slow at first, then harder when I moaned. Inch by inch he filled me, splitting me open. I gripped the pillow and cursed. It hurt, but the stretch felt so fucking good I pushed back against him.
"Take it," he said, bottoming out. His balls pressed against mine. He started thrusting, long and deep, skin slapping loud. Every stroke dragged over that spot inside me that made my vision blur. I reached down and jerked my own cock in time with him.
Jake grabbed my hips and pounded harder. "You like getting fucked like a slut, don't you?" I could only grunt yes. He reached around and twisted my nipple, then wrapped a hand around my throat, pulling me up so my back was to his chest. He kept driving into me, balls-deep, grunting dirty shit in my ear about how tight my ass was and how he was going to fill it.
I came first, shooting thick ropes across the sheets without even touching myself much. My hole clenched around him. Jake slammed in a few more times and unloaded, hot cum flooding me. He stayed buried, pulsing, until he softened and slipped out.
We collapsed on the bed, breathing hard. Cum leaked out of me onto the mattress. Jake reached down and pushed two fingers back inside, scooping some out and feeding it to me. I sucked them clean, tasting both of us.
"Round two in ten," he said, already half-hard again against my thigh. I nodded, already wanting more. My first time and I was hooked.
