Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 66022 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 330(@200wpm)___ 264(@250wpm)___ 220(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 66022 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 330(@200wpm)___ 264(@250wpm)___ 220(@300wpm)
Gasping, Jack thought, I can’t do this. He wanted to do it. He wanted to give Will the incredible pleasure he’d given him, but he knew he didn’t have the skill. Still, he tried again, lowering his head, his lips sucking down the shaft as he tried to imitate Will’s actions.
Again the head touched his soft palate and again he gagged, unable to control the reflex. Shit. He closed his eyes, waiting for Will to jerk away with disgusted impatience.
You can do this. Just don’t think about it. That didn’t work—this time he gagged almost the moment he wrapped his lips around the head. He was angry with himself and acutely embarrassed.
“Hey,” Will said, his voice tender. “Relax.” Humiliated, Jack looked up at Will. “I can see from your face you’re beating yourself up right now. Please don’t. This isn’t a contest. We’ve got plenty of time. As much time as we need.”
Jack nodded, still embarrassed but grateful for Will’s gracious reprieve. “What you did felt great,” Will continued. “You’ll be a natural once you relax.” As he spoke, he wrapped his hand around his own shaft. Jack’s eye was drawn toward it. Will’s hands were narrow, the fingers long and elegant compared to his own beefy ones.
Will curled his fingers around his cock, his thumb pressing along the pulsing vein. “When I was in the shower,” Will whispered throatily, “I was thinking of you. I was thinking about how much I wanted you.”
Jack was unable to pull his gaze away as Will began to masturbate in front of him. Using his left hand, he gripped the base of his cock tightly as the right hand continued to stroke and pull at his shaft.
Jack’s cock sprang to rock-hard attention. Will’s green-eyed gaze was fiery, his tongue peeking between his lips, his chest rising and falling with each hot, sensual stroke of his hand.
Something in the gesture shot straight past Jack’s whirling mind, heading right for his cock. Before he realized what he was doing, he pushed Will’s left hand away, taking the hot, heavy balls below into his hand. Will groaned and let his head fall back, his right hand flying over his shaft.
Within a few moments Jack felt Will’s balls tighten, as Will stiffened and gave a cry. He jerked spasmodically, shooting jets of cream onto his belly and chest.
His hand dropped away from his cock and, reluctantly, Jack also let go of his balls. Will opened his eyes and grinned weakly at Jack. “That just kind of snuck up on me. That was really hot.”
Jack smiled back uncertainly. He was still wildly aroused, his cock jutting stiffly toward Will. Hot was an understatement. It was incendiary, combustive, molten.
Jack knew he was ready for Will to take him to the next step, whatever that might be. His cock ached to feel again the fiery perfection of Will’s lips and tongue, which had driven him nearly insane with pleasure.
Will reached for the box of tissues beside his bed, wiping away the evidence of his orgasm. “You like to watch, huh?” he said teasingly.
Jack felt his face heat but he didn’t deny it. Will held out his arms and Jack lay beside him. Will turned into him, resting his head on Jack’s chest. “Your heart is beating so fast,” Will whispered.
Will began to kiss Jack’s chest—butterfly kisses that sent shivers of pleasure running down his spine. He stopped at Jack’s left nipple and licked in a lazy circle around it, causing it to perk to attention. Lightly he bit the nubbin, sending electric currents of desire straight to his cock. He did the same with his other nipple and then began a slow, sensual glide down his abs and stomach.
Jack’s cock ached in anticipation. Will gripped his thigh with one hand. The other hand gently closed around the base of his cock. Jack gasped, his heart lurching as Will’s lips closed over the crown of his shaft. Will continued to lower his head, his lips creating a heavenly suction.
“Jesus,” Jack moaned softly, barely aware he had spoken. Will began to move his mouth, lifting and lowering, his tongue dancing along the underside of Jack’s cock while his lips did their magic, his fingers gripping the balls beneath.
Jack could feel an orgasm building. He gasped, the pleasure overwhelming his senses. All at once Will pulled away, letting Jack’s cock fall wetly against his belly. Jack groaned, desperate for his touch, still too shy to demand it.
Will didn’t keep him waiting too long, however. He bent again over Jack’s cock and licked in a slow, teasing circle around the head, gliding over the slit, outlining the base of the crown with the tip of his tongue. Nearly overcome with lust, Jack grabbed his head and pulled him down, aware he was being aggressive, not able to help himself.