Dennver88Guy

"Morning," he grunted, his voice rough from sleep. "You're up early."

"Uh, yeah," I mumbled, pulling the blanket up to my chin. "I guess I am."

Jake stood, stretching his arms above his head, his muscles flexing. "Coffee's on if you want some," he said, walking towards the door. "Black, right?"

I nodded, my mouth suddenly dry. "Yeah, thanks."

Over the next few days, Jake and I fell into an odd rhythm. He'd wake me up with coffee, we'd chat briefly, then he'd leave for work. I'd spend the day exploring the city, always looking forward to our morning chats. Jake was different from anyone I'd ever met. He was vulgar, crude even, but there was something about him that drew me in.

One morning, as I sat up in bed, Jake walked in with two mugs of coffee. He handed me one, then sat down on the edge of the bed. "You know, I've been thinking," he said, his eyes locked onto mine. "You're not like the other guys you hang out with. You're... different."

I felt my cheeks flush. "Oh, yeah? How so?"

Jake leaned in, his voice dropping to a low rumble. "You're not afraid to look at a man, for starters. You hold my gaze, you don't look away. And you've got a mouth on you, don't you? I can tell you're not afraid to use it."

I swallowed hard, my heart pounding in my chest. "I can use my mouth," I said, my voice steady despite the butterflies in my stomach.

Jake's eyes flashed with something I couldn't quite read. "I bet you can," he said, standing up. "But can you handle a man like me?"

I felt a surge of courage, or maybe it was stupidity. "Why don't you find out?" I challenged, my voice barely above a whisper.

Jake smirked, then leaned down, his lips brushing against mine. "I thought you'd never ask."

Our first kiss was a clash of teeth and tongues, a battle for dominance. Jake pushed me back onto the bed, his body heavy on top of mine. I could feel his cock pressing against my thigh, hard and insistent. I moaned into his mouth, my hands gripping his hair, pulling him closer.

"Fuck, you taste good," Jake growled, his hands roaming over my body, squeezing my ass, my thighs, my cock. "I bet you feel even better."

I gasped as he bit down on my neck, his hands pushing my boxers down, freeing my cock. "I bet you do too," I panted, my hands fumbling with the button on his jeans.

Jake chuckled, a dark sound that sent shivers down my spine. "Oh, I know I do," he said, pushing his jeans down, his cock springing free. "But you're gonna have to work for it."

I licked my lips, my eyes locked onto his cock. "I can do that," I said, pushing him back onto the bed. I straddled his thighs, my hands wrapping around his cock, my tongue flicking out to taste the bead of precome at the tip.

"Fuck," Jake groaned, his hands gripping my hair. "Just like that, baby. Suck my cock."

I took him deep, my mouth stretching around his thickness, my tongue swirling around the head. Jake's hips bucked, his cock hitting the back of my throat, making me gag. I pulled back, my eyes watering, but Jake just laughed.

"Come on, baby," he taunted. "You can take it. Show me what that pretty mouth can do."

I took him deep again, my hands working the base of his cock, my head bobbing up and down. Jake's groans filled the room, his hands guiding my head, his hips thrusting up to meet my mouth. I could feel his cock swelling, his balls drawing up tight.

"Fuck, I'm gonna come," he growled. "Swallow it, baby. Swallow my fucking come."

I moaned around his cock, my own cock throbbing as I felt the first jet of come hit the back of my throat. I swallowed it down, my eyes locked onto Jake's, watching as he came undone.

When I finally pulled back, Jake was grinning at me, his chest heaving. "Good boy," he said, his voice soft. "Now it's my turn to taste you."

He pushed me back onto the bed, his hands spreading my thighs, his mouth descending onto my cock. I gasped, my hips arching up, my cock sliding deep into his mouth. Jake's tongue was magic, swirling around my cock, flicking against the head, sucking me deep.

"Oh, fuck," I groaned, my hands gripping the sheets. "I'm gonna come, Jake. I'm gonna fucking come."

Jake pulled back, his eyes locked onto mine. "Come for me, baby," he said, his voice a low rumble. "Come all over my face."

I came with a shout, my cock pulsing, my come shooting onto Jake's face, his tongue, his lips. He licked it up, his eyes never leaving mine, a smug smile on his face.

"Fuck, you're something else," he said, standing up, wiping his face with his hand. "But I'm not done with you yet."

He flipped me over, his hands gripping my hips, his cock pressing against my ass. I gasped, my hands fisting the sheets as he pushed in, his cock stretching me wide.

"Fuck, Jake," I groaned, my ass clenching around his cock. "You're so fucking big."

Jake chuckled, his hands squeezing my ass. "And you're so fucking tight," he said, his hips starting to move. "But you can take it, can't you, baby? You can take my big cock."

I moaned, my ass pushing back against him, meeting his thrusts. Jake's hands gripped my hips, his fingers digging into my skin as he fucked me hard, his cock hitting that spot inside me that made me see stars.

"Harder," I panted, my voice ragged. "Fuck me harder, Jake. Make me come again."

Jake growled, his hips slamming into me, his cock pistoning in and out of my ass. I could feel my orgasm building, my balls drawing up tight, my cock throbbing.

"Come on, baby," Jake growled. "Come all over the sheets. Mark them with your come."

I came with a shout, my ass clenching around Jake's cock, my cock pulsing, my come shooting onto the sheets beneath me. Jake came a moment later, his cock swelling, his come filling my ass.

We collapsed onto the bed, our bodies slick with sweat, our chests heaving. Jake pulled me into his arms, his lips brushing against my ear. "You're mine now," he said, his voice soft. "My lover. My everything."