“So, how far to your place?” Jamie asked once they got downstairs and out to
the parking lot. Simon unlocked the car door, opened it, and held it open for
Jamie. Jamie smiled at the chivalrous gesture and climbed in. As Simon shut
the door and walked around to the driver’s side, Jamie buckled his seatbelt.
Simon started the car, emerged into the traffic and headed toward his condo.
“Not far, maybe ten minutes.”
“Perfect,” Jamie said. “That gives me just enough time.”
“Time for wha—oh god!” Simon groaned when Jamie leaned over and unzipped his
slacks, pulling his cock out before he finished his question. Seconds later,
Jamie wrapped his lips around Simon’s hard erection.
Oh damn! If Jamie could swear he’d be yelling right now. Little drops
of pre-cum glistened on the head of Simon’s cock and slid against Jamie’s
tongue, exploding over his taste buds. Simon tasted delicious.
Jamie used his tongue to lap at the head, pushing down against the tiny slit
at the top. He wanted more. Jamie loved giving blow jobs, but this time, it
was so much better. Hell, it was great.
Jamie had to stretch his mouth wide to fit Simon’s large cock into his mouth.
Using his lips to squeeze around his girth, Jamie pushed the head of Simon’s
cock up against the roof of his mouth several times. He couldn’t wait to feel
that bad boy pounding into him.
“Jamie!” Simon growled. “I’m going to come if you keep doing that.”
Jamie lifted his head and Simon’s cock dropped from his mouth with a loud pop.
Looking up at Simon, he said, “So, come already. I have no doubt I can get you
up again.”
Simon’s eyes widened and he inhaled so deeply, Jamie felt his chest move. Then
Simon grabbed him by a lock of hair and pushed his head back down to his cock.
Jamie wrapped his lips around Simon’s cock again, swiping his tongue down the
length of him and tried to swallow as much as he could. Jamie’s mouth moved up
and down in rapid motion and he brought his hand up to caress the underside of
Simon’s ball sac.
The harder he worked, the tighter Simon gripped his hair. On instinct, Jamie
let his teeth barely scrap against the sides of the hard cock in his mouth.
When he heard a loud growl, Jamie smiled just as Simon shot hot cream into his
mouth.
Jamie swallowed as much as he could, his tongue licking up every last drop of
pearly white seed. He moved his tongue down to clean up any drops that might
have fallen on Simon’s balls.
Simon’s hand gripped his hair and pulled back until Jamie’s neck arched. He
looked up at Simon and grinned at the dazed expression on his face. Simon let
go of Jamie’s hair, gesturing to the cock hanging out of his pants. “We’re
almost there, Jamie.”
Jamie knew what that meant. He placed a small kiss on the top of Simon’s spent
cock before putting it back in his pants, zipping up his pants. “Bye-bye, I’ll
see you soon.” He chuckled and gently patted Simon’s cock.
Jamie sat up and leaned back in his seat. He couldn’t stop grinning,
especially when he saw the stunned look on Simon’s face. Jamie reached down
and rubbed his hand against his own cock, hard and aching in his pants.
“Stop that!” Simon said sternly.
Jamie’s eyes widened. “What?”
“That’s mine now. Mine to play with and enjoy. Mine to have. You get to play
with it only when I say so. If you need to come, you’ll come to me,” Simon
said. “Otherwise, keep your hands off.”
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