Page 43 of Road Trip

“Gross,” I said again, my heart pounding, because he’d broken my brain and that was suddenly the only word I knew how to say.

Jacob’s grin grew, because he always knew when I was full of shit. “You saidhotwrong.” He raised his eyebrows. “Have you ever given head before?”

“Why? Just because I’m gay?”

He rolled his eyes. “Yeah, duh. You got a head start on knowing sucking dick was on the agenda. I only figured it out like, right now. So have you ever given it?”

“No.”

“Gotten it?”

“No!” I hadn’t doneanything. I hadn’t even kissed anyone before Jacob, and he knew that, but I guessed those things weren’t always related, right?

“Huh.” His grin faded into a lazy smirk. “I guess we’ll just have to figure it out together, right?” And then he wrapped his hand around my dick and leaned in and licked it again. Except this time it wasn’t just a tentative taste. This time it was slow and hot and wet, and electric sparks ran up my spine and set every nerve in my body alight, and—oh shit, I wasn’t going to last.

I tightened my grip on Jacob’s hair and squeezed my eyes shut.

He pulled back, offering me a moment of reprieve, but the next time he leaned in, he took the head of my dick into his mouth. I opened my eyes immediately because I had to fucking see that, right? I was saving it for a near-death situation when my lifeflashed in front of my eyes. I wanted it to be an Instagram slideshow of just this: Jacob, his mouth around my dick and his gaze slanted upward to catch mine. Because there was no way that anything else in my life would come close to this moment.

Sorry, Grand Canyon.

“How was that?” he asked when he pulled off, and then without waiting for an answer, he slid off the bed and landed on his knees. He licked his lips and leaned in again. “Okay, this angle is better.”

Holy-fuck-yes-it-is!

My brain stuttered. So did my hips, and it took strength I didn’t even know I had not to thrust forward and choke him on my dick. And that wasn’t dirty talk—I was literally worried about choking him since this was his first time, and I’d once watched him almost die when he swallowed a baby carrot wrong. And I was bigger than a baby carrot. That went without saying, right? But, just in case, alotbigger.

Jacob bobbed his head and sucked hard, pulling a groan out of me. My body felt hot, my skin tight, and my heartbeat had a heavy echo in my balls. This was amazing.Hewas amazing. And him wanting me as much as I wanted him? That was the most amazing thing of all.

My hips jerked forward and Jacob gagged.

“Shit! Sorry! I’m sorry!”

He swallowed, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. When he spoke, his voice rasped. “It’s okay. I just wasn’t expecting it. Want to try again?”

I stared down at him, nodding like a bobblehead. “Fuck, yes.”

This wasn’t going to be a porn blow job where one guy had rhythm and the other guy had no gag reflex. This was us figuring it out as we went along, and probably messing it up, and it turned out that was more perfect than perfection.

This time when Jacob took my dick in his mouth, he put his hands on my thighs, bracing himself as he slowly eased forward, swallowing half my dick before pulling back, then setting up asloppy back and forth that had him sliding on and off my dick with short, jerky movements. My breathing sped up, and my entire world narrowed down to that hot, wet mouth.

When I was a kid, I’d touched a live wire once, and it had sent a shock racing throughout my entire body. It had been fucking terrifying and not fun. This reminded me of that, except it was the opposite. I couldn’t get enough of the jolts of pleasure that coursed through my veins every time Jacob bobbed his head, and when he ran his tongue along my shaft, my dick throbbed in warning. I barely had time to pull back before I was coming, leaving hot streaks of cum across his cheeks as I unloaded all over his face.

Fuck.

Jacob blinked up at me, and I wondered if we were both thinking that at least I hadn’t hit him right in the eye. I stared at the glob of cum sliding down his cheek.

“Um,” I said.

“Dude.” He wiped his cheek with his fingers and inspected them. “Little warning next time, huh?” And then he licked his fingers clean.

My brain shorted out.

My dick, which I’d presumed was out for the count, rallied at the sight of Jacob licking his fingers and let out one last spurt.

My legs wobbled. I sank down on the side of the bed before I embarrassed myself by falling down on my ass—as opposed to embarrassing myself by jizzing all over Jacob’s face. “Um,” I said again.

Jacob shifted so he was sitting on the floor facing me, snagging my towel and wiping his face properly. “That was hot as fuck.”

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