I met Jake in the back corner of the bookstore, both of us flipping through the same shelf of spicy gay love books. He caught me staring at a cover with two ripped guys grinding on each other. That ones filthy, he said, smirking. Page 87 has the guy eating ass like its his last meal.
I laughed, already half hard. Yeah? You read it?
Twice. Got me off both times. He stepped closer, voice low. You looking for something to jerk to or something to try?
We didnt waste time. Twenty minutes later we were in his apartment, door barely shut before I shoved him against the wall and kissed him hard, tongues sliding wet and messy.
You want it dirty like those books? I growled.
Fuck yes. Get my cock out.
I dropped to my knees, yanked his jeans down, and took his thick dick straight into my mouth. No teasing. I sucked him deep, gagging on the first thrust, spit already dripping down my chin. Jake grabbed my hair and fucked my face, balls slapping my chin. Thats it, choke on it. Just like the guys in those spicy gay love books you were staring at.
He pulled me up, spun me around, and bent me over the kitchen table. My pants hit the floor and he spread my cheeks, spitting right on my hole before pushing two fingers in dry and rough. Tight. Gonna stretch this ass open. He worked them fast, then added a third, scissoring me open while I moaned and pushed back.
When he finally shoved his cock in, it was one hard thrust that made me yell. He didnt stop. He pounded me deep and fast, the table scraping across the floor with every slam. Take it. You wanted spicy, right? This is what those books only hint at. Skin slapped loud. My hole burned and clenched around him. He reached under and jerked my cock in the same brutal rhythm.
We switched positions twice. First he sat on the couch and I rode him, bouncing hard so his dick hit my prostate every time. Then he flipped me onto my back, legs over his shoulders, and fucked me even deeper, balls-deep strokes that made me leak all over my stomach. Gonna fill you up, he grunted. Want my load in that greedy hole?
Do it. Breed me.
He came with a shout, pumping hot cum inside me until it leaked out around his cock. I stroked myself twice and shot all over my chest, shaking from how intense it was. We stayed like that, breathing hard, his dick still twitching in my ass.
Later we lay on the floor, sticky and sweaty, flipping through one of the spicy gay love books on his coffee table. Page 112 has a threesome, Jake said, already getting hard again against my thigh. You up for round two, or you need to rest like a character in one of these stories?
I rolled over and took his cock in my hand. Keep talking dirty like the books and were not stopping till morning.
