Alex slammed the door to his studio apartment and tossed his sketchpad on the table. The latest pages for his smut BL manga were half-finished, but his cock was already half-hard from the ideas racing through his head. He needed a model. He needed someone real to push the lines further.
Jake showed up twenty minutes later, the guy from the life drawing class who had the kind of body that made panels pop. Tall, lean muscle, that sharp jaw and the way his jeans hung low on his hips. Alex didn’t waste time with small talk. “Strip. I need to see how the lines work when you’re hard.”
Jake laughed once, low and rough, then pulled his shirt off. “You draw that dirty shit for a living and you still ask like it’s polite?” He kicked his boots aside and shoved his jeans down. His cock hung thick and heavy already, starting to swell under Alex’s stare. “Draw me fucking you, then. Make it look real.”
Alex grabbed his pencil but didn’t sit. He stepped in close, wrapped his hand around Jake’s dick and stroked it once, slow and tight, feeling it thicken in his grip. “Fuck, that’s it. Get it all the way up.” Jake grunted and pushed into the fist, hips rolling. Alex kept stroking until pre-cum slicked his thumb, then he dropped to his knees right there on the studio floor.
He took Jake’s cock into his mouth without teasing, sucking hard from the first pull.
Jake’s hand landed on the back of his head, fingers tight in his hair. “Yeah, suck it like one of your manga boys. Deeper.” Alex opened his throat and took it, nose brushing trimmed pubes, spit running down his chin. Jake fucked his face in short, dirty thrusts, cock sliding over his tongue until Alex’s eyes watered.
When Jake pulled out, Alex’s mouth was shiny and open. “On the couch,” Jake ordered. Alex stood, stripped fast, and bent over the arm of the old leather couch. Jake spat in his hand, rubbed it over Alex’s hole, then pressed two fingers in without warning. Alex groaned and pushed back, taking them. “Tight little hole. Bet you draw guys getting wrecked like this every day.” Jake worked the fingers deep, scissoring, then pulled them out and lined his cock up.
He pushed in steady and hard, no slow stretch. Alex’s breath punched out of him as that thick cock stretched him open. Jake bottomed out and stayed there, grinding. “Fuck, you feel good. Hot and slick already.” He started thrusting, deep and rough, skin slapping skin. Every stroke dragged over Alex’s prostate and made his own cock leak onto the couch cushion.
Jake reached around and grabbed Alex’s dick, jerking it in time with his thrusts. “Come on, draw this in your head. Me pounding your ass while you leak all over my fist.” Alex moaned, pushing back harder, taking every inch. The room filled with the wet sound of fucking and heavy breathing. Jake’s free hand landed on Alex’s hip, fingers digging in as he picked up speed.
They moved like that for long minutes, Jake railing him until Alex’s thighs shook. Then Jake pulled out, flipped him onto his back on the couch, and shoved back inside. Face to face now, Jake’s eyes locked on his while he fucked harder. “Look at me while I come in you.” Alex wrapped his legs around Jake’s waist and held on, cock trapped between their stomachs, rubbing with every thrust.
Jake came first, buried deep, hips jerking as he pumped cum into Alex’s ass. The feeling pushed Alex over; he shot between them, stripes of cum streaking both their skin. Jake didn’t pull out right away. He stayed inside, rocking slow, letting the mess leak out around his cock.
Later, when they caught their breath, Alex reached for his sketchpad again. Jake smirked, still half-hard and glistening. “Round two first. Then you can draw it.” He grabbed Alex’s wrist and pulled him back down, already lining up again.
They fucked twice more that night, once with Alex riding him, once with Jake holding him against the wall. By morning the sketchpad was full of raw, messy lines, exactly the kind of smut BL manga pages that sold out fast. Alex didn’t need to invent anything anymore. He had the real thing right in front of him, cock still wet and ready for the next panel.
