“Good. When you’re ready.”
Jasper licked his lips, glad Vincent wasn’t ordering him to get right to it no matter how much he expected otherwise. He shifted his legs to sit sideways instead of kneeling, getting as comfortable as he could. Then he leaned in and opened his mouth. He wrapped his lips around Vincent’s cock, wrinkling his nose at the taste of rubber. He took a breath and slowly inched his way down. It took every ounce of control not to start sucking Vincent off, but he managed to keep still.
Vincent sighed, burying a hand in Jasper’s hair. “Good boy,” he purred, scratching at Jasper’s scalp. “Relax, pet. You’re going to be there a while.”
Jasper moaned and closed his eyes, taking slow breaths through his nose and forcing his tongue to stay still. Gods, this was weird. And hot. And a little humiliating. At least they were alone and no one could walk in on them.
After a few minutes, he was finally able to relax, sinking into Vincent’s lap with a low moan.
In none of his fantasies had he ever imagined he’d be on the floor with some guy’s cock sitting in his mouth. This was certainly not what he’d expected for the weekend, but he was happy he was finally able to touch Vincent. He dared to wiggle his fingers until his fingertips settled against the warm skin of Vincent’s hips.
Vincent sighed again and seemed to relax into the couch, his fingers continuing to stroke through Jasper’s hair as he turned the TV up a bit.
It was strangely intimate. Even more intimate than Vincent fucking him last night. He could practically feel Vincent’s heartbeat through his cock, beating a steady rhythm against Jasper’s tongue.
“If you need to stop, tug my shirt,” Vincent murmured.
Jasper couldn’t help the soft hum as warmth spread through him. He hadn’t even thought about how he was supposed to safeword it he needed to. He carefully took Vincent a little deeper into his mouth and went still.
The towel soaked up the drool that leaked past his lips, and he tried not to be grossed out by it. He could only imagine how good it felt for Vincent, having his dick resting in a hot, wet mouth. He wanted to ask if he was doing it right, if Vincent was enjoying it, but if he wasn’t, Vincent surely would have said something by now.
Minutes ticked by as he slowly gave himself over to whatever this was. Being a sub? He was a bona fide sub now, wasn’t he? With a proper contract and everything. It might not have been what he’d expected, but somehow this felt like what he’d been wanting ever since he saw those first kinky pornos.
At some point he heard the movie ending, which seemed to be what Vincent was waiting for. His fingers tightened in Jasper’s hair, tugging lightly to get his attention.
“Suck me off, pet,” Vincent growled, his cock thickening in Jasper’s mouth.
Jasper moaned as he came back to the present, wiggling his tongue as he forced his throat to swallow. It took an effort not to gag at the taste of the condom, but he managed. He gripped Vincent’s hips and bobbed his head, sucking and working his tongue as best he could. Shayne said he gave shit blowjobs, but he hoped he could do better now.
Vincent grunted and gripped Jasper’s hair tight as he let out a soft moan, his hips lifting a bit to push deeper, hitting the back of Jasper’s throat.
Jasper gagged, his breath hitching as he instinctively tried to pull away, only for Vincent to stop him. His stomach shuddered with a strange mix of fear and excitement, and he didn’t realize he was digging his fingernails into Vincent’s hips until Vincent hissed.
“Jasper.” He didn’t sound angry, so Jasper risked a quick glance up at him. “If it’s too much, pull my shirt.”
That alone made him willing to do anything but stop. Shayne would have mocked him. He swallowed around Vincent’s cock, moaning when he felt it twitch and thicken further inside his mouth. He gave a slight nod of his head, sliding one hand under the towel and against Vincent’s thigh on the way to fondle his balls.
Vincent shivered with a sharp moan. His fingers tightened in Jasper’s hair, and he almost gently pushed into Jasper’s throat again.
Jasper squeezed his eyes shut as he fought his gag reflex, getting his knees under him, tilting his head to pull against Vincent’s grip, and moaning in encouragement. Vincent let out a hoarse curse and settled his other hand on the back of Jasper’s neck, his thumb pressing against Jasper’s jaw to hold him steady as he lifted his hips again. This time, Jasper did gag as Vincent’s cock hit the back of his throat.
Even if he’d wanted to pull away, Vincent’s hands were unrelenting, forcing him down as his hips pushed up. Over and over again, until Jasper’s eyes stung and his throat started to feel raw. Despite that, his own arousal was almost painful with how hard he was.
“That’s it, pet,” Vincent groaned, his voice rough and his breathing ragged. Because of Jasper. Because Jasper was giving Vincent exactly what he wanted.
Jasper shivered and flexed his tongue, sucking and swallowing around Vincent as he continued thrusting in deep. He gave a squeeze to Vincent’s balls and tugged, moaning as Vincent cursed, burying both hands in Jasper’s hair and gripping tight.
His hips jerked twice, and then Vincent was coming, his cock pulsing as he filled the condom.
Jasper moaned, part relief and part satisfaction, and held Vincent in his mouth until he’d stopped twitching. Once Vincent’s fingers went slack, he pulled his mouth away, resting his cheek on Vincent’s thigh.
“Good boy,” Vincent said, voice softer than Jasper had ever heard it. It sent tremors of warmth through his entire body.
Jasper closed his eyes, content to sit there while Vincent stroked his hair for the next hour.
WHEN THEYfinally headed to bed, Jasper was starting to realize he didn’t mind not getting off all day. Even without the contentment that blanketed him after giving Vincent his first cockwarming-turned-blowjob, this had been the most relaxed and aroused and at ease he’d felt since…. He couldn’t remember.
They hadn’t talked much, but he had a feeling it was more because he hadn’t dared speak first than from Vincent ignoring him. On the contrary, Vincent had been far more attentive than he’d been expecting.Which really shouldn’t have surprised him, considering everything else, but apparently he still had a ways to go until he stopped being surprised.
