“Good,” he murmured. “Now help me get this knot inside my ass.”
It was tight. I realized Jake’s muscles must have been quite tensed, since he was holding up his entire weight by riding me. I would have to thrust carefully inside him if my knot was going to get past his ring of muscle.
I guided his hip down and thrust my hips up. At the same time, Jake bit his lip and pushed lower.
It happened in an instant. My knot popped inside of him. Jake cried out and I moaned as a feeling of relentless pleasure hit me. Everything was hot, tight, and wet, and I knew I was close to cumming.
“Fuck,” Jake muttered. “God, it’s so tight.”
“Good?” I asked, too horny for proper sentences.
“Yes. Holy shit, yes.”
He moved his ass around, reveling in the feeling of my thick knot inside of him. His cock throbbed in my hand, and I knew he could cum at any second. But I kept my fingers totally still and waited for his command.
Jake rode my cock for a few more moments before he let out a drawn out groan. At one point my knot popped back out of him, and with a moan of determination, he slammed back down onto it.
That was when he finally came. With a cry, thick ropes of cum erupted from the tip of his cock, coating his belly and thighs.
But he didn’t look like he was finished. To my surprise, his cock barely softened in my hand - and mine was still painfully hard.
“Cum inside me,” Jake ordered in a hoarse voice. “Do it now.”
Jake rocked his hips and I struggled for the last few thrusts, as my knot was nearly immobile inside of him, but finally the culmination of pleasure was too much. With a cry torn from my throat, I came hard, shooting jets of cum deep inside his ass.
It seemed to last for minutes until the aftershocks finally died down, and my knot had deflated enough to pull out of him.
Jake collapsed on top of me, his bare body hot and sweaty. We both needed a few moments to catch our breath. The intensity of my orgasm had exhausted me, and I barely had the strength to get up and walk to the bed when it was over.
“Shit… I’m way too tired to clean up,” Jake mumbled.
“You don’t have to,” I told him. “I could pass out right now, as well.”
Jake groaned and flopped face-first into the pillow. “I think I’ll do that right now.”
