“Is that right?” he asked. He tightened his grip on my cock and began pumping it. “So it won’t come out unless you’re fucking me?”
I shivered. “Maybe.”
I bit back a loud moan. His hands felt amazing. A moment later he removed his hand, to my disappointment, but returned it after he spat into his palm. The lubrication of his saliva in between his fingers made me groan.
“Look how hard you are,” Jake teased. “Don’t you wish you were plowing me right now?”
“Yes,” I admitted hastily.
“Too bad.” Jake spat again, this time right on the head of my cock. A violent shudder ripped through me. “I want to see you cum first. Then we’ll see about fucking me.”
A keening whimper escaped my lips.
“Did you hear me?” Jake demanded, squeezing my cock.
“Yes!” I cried. “I did. I heard you.”
He loosened his grip. “Then reply. Are you going to be a good boy and cum for me?”
That was it. That was all I needed to go over the edge. With a shaking moan I came all over his hand and bare chest. The orgasm took the air out of my lungs, and I needed a few moments to recover. When I was conscious enough to breathe properly again, I met Jake’s face. He was smirking, totally pleased with himself.
“That was easy,” he teased. “Do you usually cum so fast when you get dominated?”
My face was hot, both from the orgasm and from humiliation. Jake had barely done anything - just given me a handjob and called me agood boya single time. I didn’t even know if that counted as domination.
“I guess so,” I muttered, avoiding his gaze out of shame.
But Jake turned my face. “No, don’t look away.” His smirk turned into a smile. “You were fine. I’m just teasing.”
I smiled sheepishly in return.
“You’d better not be done yet,” he growled now. “I’m still waiting to be fucked.”
At the mere words, I felt my dick twitch again before growing hard.
Jake laughed. “There you go.”
He helped me along, gently stroking my length until it fully hardened once more.
“Shit,” I mumbled. “You’re turning me into a sex beast.”
“Good.” He smirked again and his teeth glinted. “Then fuck me like one.”
He arranged himself so he was straddling my hips. Through the fabric of my clothes, I felt the warmth of his bare skin. The sight of him on top of me, naked and hard and ready to take my cock, made me shudder in anticipation. It was an image I never wanted to forget.
“Are you ready to be a good boy and fuck me?” Jake asked.
I nodded vigorously.
“Answer me.”
“Yes.”
He lowered himself, hovering above my cock.
“Arrange yourself but don’t push inside,” he ordered.
I obeyed, taking my shaft in hand and holding it still. The tip of my cock was just beneath his hole.
