Chapter 19: Chapter 19
The room was filled with the sound of their ragged breaths and the scent of sweat and sex. Jake lay sprawled on Ethan's chest, his body slick with their combined fluids, his heart pounding like a drum in his ears. Ethan's arms were wrapped tightly around him, his fingers tracing idle patterns on Jake's back, his cock still buried deep inside Jake's ass.
Ethan's voice was a low rumble in Jake's ear, "Fuck, Jake. That was...intense." His voice was filled with awe, his breath still coming in short gasps.
Jake could only hum in agreement, his body still trembling with aftershocks, his limbs heavy and spent. Ethan's fingers continued to trace patterns on his back, his touch gentle and soothing, a stark contrast to the fierce passion of moments before.
After a few minutes, Ethan's cock finally slipped out of Jake, leaving him feeling empty and sore. He winced, shifting slightly, and Ethan's arms tightened around him.
"Hey, careful," Ethan murmured, his voice soft. "You okay?"
Jake nodded, his cheek rubbing against Ethan's chest. "Yeah, just...sore.
Just need a minute."
Ethan's hands moved to Jake's hips, gently lifting him off his chest and onto the bed beside him. "Here, let's get you cleaned up," he said, disappearing into the bathroom and returning with a warm cloth. He tenderly wiped Jake down, his touch gentle and caring, a stark contrast to the intense passion of earlier.
Jake watched Ethan through half-lidded eyes, a small smile playing on his lips. "You're being awfully sweet," he teased.
Ethan grinned, tossing the cloth aside and crawling back into bed beside him.
"Well, someone's gotta take care of you after I've had my way with you," he said, wrapping an arm around Jake and pulling him close. "Besides, I like taking care of you."
Jake snuggled into Ethan's embrace, his eyes fluttering closed. "I like it too," he admitted softly. "It's...nice."
Ethan pressed a kiss to the top of Jake's head, his thumb tracing circles on Jake's hip. "It is, isn't it?" he agreed.
"But I'm starving. All that...exertion worked up an appetite."
Ethan chuckled, his belly rumbling in agreement. "Same here. How about I order us some pizza? My treat."
Jake smiled, propping himself up on one elbow to look at Ethan. "Only if you let me pay next time."
Ethan raised an eyebrow, a playful smirk on his lips. "Oh, there's gonna be a next time, huh?"
Jake felt his cheeks flush, but he held Ethan's gaze.
"I'd like that," he said, his voice steady.
Ethan's smirk softened into a genuine smile, and he leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to Jake's lips. "Good," he murmured, pulling back. "Now, let's get that pizza ordered."
He reached for his phone on the bedside table, but Jake put a hand on his arm, stopping him. "Wait," he said, his brow furrowed. "I, uh, I should probably use the restroom first."
Ethan laughed, a warm, rich sound that made Jake's heart flutter. "Of course, babe.
Take your time," Ethan said, giving Jake's hand a squeeze before releasing it. As Jake padded to the bathroom, Ethan watched him go, a soft smile playing on his lips. He loved the way Jake's chubby ass jiggled with each step, the way his thighs rubbed together, creating a slight friction that Ethan knew Jake felt all the way to his core.
Once Jake was out of earshot, Ethan let out a low whistle, shaking his head in disbelief. "Fuck, Jake," he muttered to himself, adjusting his still-hard cock beneath the sheets.
"You're something else." He grabbed his phone and dialed the number for the local pizza joint, placing their order while Jake was still in the bathroom.
As Jake reappeared, Ethan hung up the phone and flashed him a grin. "Pepperoni and mushrooms, coming right up."
Jake returned the smile, climbing back into bed beside Ethan. "Sounds perfect. I'm starving."
Ethan wrapped an arm around Jake, pulling him close. "Me too, babe.
But for now, let's just relax," Ethan said, pressing a button on his bedside table. Suddenly, the room was filled with soft, mellow music, the perfect soundtrack to their post-coital bliss.
Jake snuggled into Ethan's embrace, his eyes fluttering closed as he listened to the music. "This is nice," he murmured, his voice content.
Ethan smiled, pressing a kiss to the top of Jake's head. "I'm glad you think so. I like having you here."
Jake's heart swelled at Ethan's words, and he tightened his arms around Ethan's waist.
"I like being here," he said softly, his voice barely above a whisper. "With you."
Ethan's eyes softened, and he leaned down, pressing a gentle kiss to Jake's lips. "Because I like having you here too."
They lay in comfortable silence for a moment, the soft music filling the room, the only sound besides their steady breaths. Jake traced idle patterns on Ethan's chest, his fingers brushing against the light smattering of red hair.
"So, what do you do for a living, Ethan?" he asked, his voice casual.
Ethan chuckled, his hand coming up to cover Jake's, stilling his fingers. "I'm a graphic designer. I work for an advertising agency downtown."
Jake looked up at Ethan, his eyes widening. "Really? That's so cool. I've always been fascinated by design and art."
Ethan smiled, his thumb tracing circles on the back of Jake's hand. "It's a lot of fun. I get to be creative every day. What about you?
What do you do?" Ethan asked, his voice genuinely interested.
Jake hesitated for a moment, his cheeks flushing slightly. "I'm a librarian," he admitted, his voice soft.
Ethan's eyebrows shot up, a wide grin spreading across his face. "No shit? That's awesome! I've always had a thing for smart, quiet types."
Jake laughed, shaking his head. "I'm not that quiet," he protested, though there was a hint of warmth in his voice at Ethan's words.
Ethan just shrugged, his grin never fading. "Well, I like it.
It suits you," Ethan said, his voice warm. "You must love books, then?"
Jake nodded, his eyes lighting up at the mention of his favorite subject. "I do. I've always been a bit of a bookworm. There's something magical about getting lost in a good story, you know?"
Ethan smiled, his eyes softening. "I can imagine. I've never been much of a reader myself, but I appreciate the love for it."
Jake looked at Ethan, a playful smirk on his lips. "Well, maybe I can introduce you to some good ones.
Everyone's got at least one book that changed their life or opened their eyes to something new," Jake suggested, his fingers still tracing idle patterns on Ethan's chest.
Ethan hummed, his thumb continuing its lazy circles on Jake's hand. "I'd like that. And hey, maybe I can introduce you to some new music. Expand your horizons a bit."
Jake chuckled, "Deal. But I warn you, my taste in music is...eclectic."
Ethan grinned, "Mine too.
I love finding new sounds, new artists. It's like discovering hidden gems, you know?"
Jake nodded, "Exactly. And I'm always up for a challenge. So, what's your favorite genre, then?"
Ethan thought for a moment before answering, "Hmm, that's tough. I'd have to say alternative rock. But I also love hip-hop, jazz, even some classical."
Jake's eyes widened, "Really? Classical? That's...surprising."
Ethan laughed, "Why's that?
You don't think I can appreciate a good symphony?"
Jake shook his head, "No, no, that's not it. It's just...you're so outgoing and full of energy. I guess I wouldn't have pegged you for a fan of something so...serene."
Ethan's expression softened, and he tucked a strand of hair behind Jake's ear. "Well, everyone needs a moment of calm in their life, right? Plus, there's something about the power of an orchestra, the way every instrument comes together to create something beautiful.
It's like...magic," Ethan said, his voice filled with wonder. Jake smiled, his eyes softening. "That's beautiful, Ethan. I'd love to hear some of your favorite pieces sometime." Ethan grinned, his thumb still tracing circles on Jake's hand. "Deal. And what about you, Jake? What's your favorite genre?" Jake shifted slightly, snuggling closer to Ethan. "I've always been a fan of literary fiction. I love getting lost in a good story, you know? Something that makes me feel like I'm right there with the characters." Ethan nodded, his eyes thoughtful.
"I can understand that. There's something special about getting lost in a good book, isn't there?"
Jake smiled, his fingers still tracing idle patterns on Ethan's chest. "Exactly. And what about your favorite book, then?"
Ethan laughed, "Oh, that's a tough one. I've read so many books over the years, but if I had to pick one, I'd say 'The Catcher in the Rye' by J.D. Salinger."
Jake's eyebrows shot up in surprise. That's...unexpected."
Ethan grinned, "Why's that?
You don't think I can appreciate a coming-of-age story?"
Jake laughed, "No, no, that's not it. It's just...that book is so...iconic. And you seem like such a...well, a grown-up, you know? I wouldn't have thought you'd connect with Holden Caulfield's angst."
Ethan chuckled, "Well, I was a teenager once too, you know. And even though I'm all grown up now, I still remember what it felt like to be that lost, that confused. That's why I love that book.
It reminds me that even though we grow up and change, some things stay the same. Like the struggle to find our place in the world, to figure out who we are and what we want," Ethan said, his voice thoughtful.
Jake nodded, his eyes softening. I've never really thought about it that way before."
Ethan smiled, pressing a kiss to Jake's forehead. "Well, now you have. And who knows, maybe you'll see that book in a new light too."
Jake grinned, "Maybe I will.
And hey, maybe I can introduce you to some of my favorites too. You know, expand your literary horizons a bit," he teased, waggling his eyebrows playfully.
Ethan laughed, "I'd like that. I might not be as well-read as you, but I'm always up for trying something new."
Jake's grin softened into a warm smile, and he snuggled closer to Ethan, resting his head on Ethan's chest. "I like that about you, you know. Your openness, your willingness to try new things."
Ethan's arm tightened around Jake, pulling him closer.
"You know, I've been thinking," he began, his voice casual. "We should do this again sometime."
Jake looked up at Ethan, his eyes wide with surprise. "You mean...a date?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.
Ethan chuckled, his thumb tracing circles on Jake's hand. "Yeah, a date. Why, is that so unexpected?"
Jake flushed, looking down at their entwined hands. "I just...I didn't think you were the type to go for second dates," he admitted, his voice soft.
Ethan laughed, his chest vibrating beneath Jake's cheek. "Well, I can assure you, I am. And besides, I had a great time tonight. Didn't you?"
Jake nodded, a small smile playing on his lips. "I did. It was...nice."
Ethan's thumb stilled, and he tilted Jake's chin up so their eyes met. "Nice? That's all I get? I thought we had a pretty amazing connection, Jake."
Jake's cheeks flushed, and he looked away, breaking eye contact. "We did. I mean, we do.
We have chemistry, Jake. I felt it, and I know you did too," Ethan said, his voice soft yet firm. He wanted Jake to understand that he was serious, that this wasn't just a one-night stand for him.
Jake looked back at Ethan, his eyes searching. "I did," he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper. "I just...I didn't want to assume anything. I know we both have our own lives, our own routines." He shrugged, looking away again.
"I just figured you were more of a... Casual dating kind of guy."
Ethan's brow furrowed, and he gently turned Jake's face back towards him. "And where did you get that idea?" he asked, his voice soft yet curious. "I don't know. Just...you're so confident, so outgoing. And you're gorgeous, Ethan. I just thought...you wouldn't be interested in someone like me."
Ethan's expression softened, and he brushed a strand of hair behind Jake's ear. "Someone like you?
Jake, you're beautiful. Inside and out. And I happen to love your curves, your softness, your intelligence. You're not just some casual fling for me. I want to get to know you better, understand what makes you tick, what makes you laugh, what makes you cry. I want to learn your favorite books, your favorite songs, your favorite foods. I want to explore this connection between us, see where it takes us."
Jake's eyes widened at Ethan's words, his chest swelling with emotion. No one had ever spoken to him like that before, seen him like that before.
Jake felt tears prick at the corners of his eyes, and he quickly blinked them away, not wanting to ruin the moment with Ethan.
Ethan seemed to notice, though, and he pulled Jake closer, pressing a soft kiss to his temple. "Hey, what's wrong?" he asked, his voice gentle.
Jake shook his head, sniffling slightly. "Nothing, it's just...no one's ever said anything like that to me before. It's...it's nice."
Ethan's arms tightened around him, and he leaned back to look Jake in the eye. "Well, they should have.
You deserve to hear those things every day, Jake. And I want to be the one to tell you," Ethan said, his voice firm yet gentle. He cupped Jake's cheek, his thumb brushing away a stray tear. "You're something special, Jake. And I want to explore this, explore us. If you'll let me."
Jake took a deep breath, his eyes searching Ethan's. He saw nothing but sincerity and warmth in Ethan's gaze, and it gave him the courage to respond. "I'd like that, Ethan.
I'd like that very much," Jake finally said, his voice steady and sure. Ethan's face broke into a wide grin, and he leaned in, pressing a soft, lingering kiss to Jake's lips. When they pulled apart, Jake's cheeks were flushed, and his eyes were shining with unshed tears.
"Good," Ethan murmured, brushing another tear away with his thumb. "I'm glad we're on the same page here. Because I want to make this work, Jake. I want to see where this goes."
Jake nodded, snuggling back into Ethan's embrace.
"So do I," he said softly, his voice filled with a warmth that Ethan felt all the way to his core. They lay in comfortable silence for a moment, the soft music still playing in the background, the only sound besides their steady breaths.
Suddenly, Ethan's stomach rumbled loudly, breaking the silence and making Jake laugh. "I guess that's our cue," Jake said, sitting up and reaching for his boxers on the floor. "Let's get dressed and go grab that pizza."
Ethan groaned, but sat up as well, grabbing his own clothes and pulling them on. "Fine, fine.
But only because I'm starving," Ethan grumbled, pulling on his jeans and t-shirt. "And because I want to spend more time with you, obviously," he added, flashing Jake a grin that made Jake's heart flutter.
Jake smiled back, pulling on his own clothes. "Obviously," he echoed, grabbing his glasses from the bedside table and putting them on. "So, what do you usually do on a Friday night?" he asked, curious to learn more about Ethan's life outside of their date.
Ethan finished buttoning his shirt and turned to Jake, considering the question. "Well, it varies.
Sometimes I hit up a local bar with friends, other times I stay in and catch up on my favorite shows or read a good book. But honestly, I haven't been doing much of anything lately because work's been crazy busy. I'm glad we did this tonight, though. It's been awhile since I've had a really great date," Ethan said, running a hand through his curly red hair.
Jake blushed at Ethan's words, pleased to hear that he wasn't the only one feeling the connection between them.
"I'm glad I could provide a good distraction, then," he said, flashing Ethan a playful smirk. "So, what's your favorite show to binge-watch when you're staying in?"
Ethan chuckled, leading Jake out of the bedroom and into the living room. "Well, I'm a big fan of dark comedies, so I'd have to say 'Fleabag' is one of my favorites. The dry British humor and the incredibly relatable protagonist are just too good to pass up."
Jake's eyes widened in surprise.
"Wow, I've heard great things about that show, but I've never actually seen it. I'll have to give it a watch sometime," he said, following Ethan into the living room. The space was cozy and inviting, filled with plush furniture and eclectic art that seemed to tell a story of its own.
Ethan grinned, sinking into the worn-out couch and patting the seat beside him. "You should. It's a quick watch, and it's hilarious. Plus, it might give you some ideas for your own...situations," he said, waggling his eyebrows suggestively.
Jake laughed, shaking his head as he sat down beside Ethan. "I'll keep that in mind. Maybe I'll even pick up some tips," he teased, nudging Ethan with his elbow.
Ethan chuckled, wrapping an arm around Jake's shoulders and pulling him close. "I have no doubt you'll be a natural. But seriously, Jake, I'd love to watch it with you sometime. It's always more fun with someone to share it with."
Jake's heart fluttered at Ethan's words, and he leaned into his embrace, resting his head on Ethan's shoulder.
A lot," he admitted softly. "I've always been more of a solo watcher, though. It'll be nice to have someone to share it with."
Ethan squeezed Jake's shoulder, pressing a kiss to the top of his head. And hey, maybe we can make it a regular thing. You know, movie nights and all that."
Jake's smile widened, and he looked up at Ethan, his eyes shining with excitement. "I'd love that.
Movie nights, pizza, good company...sounds like the perfect recipe for a great time," Jake said, his voice filled with warmth. Ethan grinned, his thumb tracing circles on Jake's shoulder. I was hoping you'd be up for it too. So, what's your favorite movie, then?" he asked, genuinely interested.
Jake thought for a moment before answering, his eyes taking on a far-off look. "Hmm, that's a tough one. I'd have to say 'Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind'. It's so unique, so beautifully crafted.
The way it plays with non-linear storytelling, the way it explores love and loss, memory and identity...it's just so captivating," Jake said, his voice filled with passion.
Ethan listened intently, a soft smile playing on his lips. He loved seeing Jake get so animated about something he loved. "I've never seen it, actually," Ethan admitted. "But I've heard great things. Maybe we can watch it together sometime?"
Jake's eyes lit up at the suggestion, and he nodded eagerly. "I'd love that.
It's definitely not the kind of movie you can just throw on and watch half-heartedly. It deserves your full attention," Jake said, his eyes sparkling with excitement.
Ethan chuckled, "Well, I promise to give it my undivided attention. And maybe you can help me understand some of the more...abstract parts. I've always been more of a visual learner," he said, winking at Jake.
Jake laughed, "Of course. I'd be happy to explain any parts that might be confusing.
After all, I am a librarian," Jake teased, flashing Ethan a playful smirk.
Ethan laughed, "Well, I'll definitely be taking advantage of that. And hey, maybe I can teach you a thing or two about graphic design in return. You know, quid pro quo."
Jake's eyes widened in interest. I've always been curious about it, but I don't know the first thing about design software or anything like that."
Ethan grinned, "No worries, I'll start you off with the basics. We can even make it a little project. You know, design something together.
Like a little collaboration," Ethan suggested, his eyes sparkling with excitement.
Jake blinked, taken aback by the offer. "Wow, really? You'd do that for me?"
Ethan nodded, his smile warm. "Of course. I love sharing my passion with others. And who knows, maybe you'll discover a hidden talent for design."
Jake chuckled, "I highly doubt that, but I appreciate the offer. I'd love to give it a try, though.
It'll be fun to learn something new," Jake said, his eyes shining with excitement. Ethan's grin widened, and he pulled Jake closer, pressing a soft kiss to his lips. "That's the spirit. And who knows, maybe you'll even enjoy it," Ethan said, his voice filled with warmth. Jake blushed at the kiss, but didn't pull away. Instead, he leaned into it, deepening it for a moment before pulling back with a soft smile. "I already do," he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper.
Ethan's heart swelled at Jake's words, and he cupped Jake's cheek, his thumb brushing gently against Jake's soft skin.
"You know, I've been thinking," Ethan began, his voice casual, "we never did get around to that pizza. You must be starving by now."
Jake laughed, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "I could eat," he admitted, his stomach rumbling loudly in agreement. Ethan grinned, "Well, we can't have that.
How about we order a large pepperoni and a large cheese, extra olives for me, and extra peppers for you?"
Jake's stomach growled again, and he chuckled, "Sounds perfect.
Ethan reached for his phone on the coffee table, opening the food delivery app. "Alright, let's get this show on the road. You like pineapple on your pizza, by any chance?"
Jake wrinkled his nose, "God, no. Pineapple on pizza is a crime against humanity."
Ethan laughed, "Agreed.
Okay, no pineapple. How about we get some garlic bread to go with it?
Jake's eyes lit up at the suggestion. "Ooh, yes please. I love garlic bread."
Ethan grinned, "Noted. Alright, let me place the order. You want something to drink? I've got beer, wine, soda, water..."
Jake thought for a moment before answering. "Do you have any iced tea? I'm not much of a beer or wine person, and I'm trying to cut back on soda."
Ethan nodded, "Of course.
I've got a whole pitcher of homemade iced tea in the fridge. My mom's secret recipe, actually. It's pretty delicious, if I do say so myself." "Homemade iced tea? Now I'm really impressed. I love a good homemade iced tea."
Ethan grinned, "Well, consider yourself lucky. I'll go grab us some glasses and pour us each a serving. You want anything else while I'm up? More snacks, maybe?"
Jake shook his head, "No, I'm good for now. But thank you, Ethan.
I appreciate it," Jake said, settling back into the couch cushions as Ethan got up to fetch their drinks. He watched Ethan walk away, admiring the way his jeans hugged his curves, and felt a warmth spread through him at the memory of their earlier encounter.
Ethan returned a moment later, two glasses of iced tea in hand, and passed one to Jake before sitting back down beside him. "So, while we wait for our pizza, tell me more about yourself," Ethan said, taking a sip of his drink.
"What do you like to do in your free time, besides reading?"
Jake took a moment to collect his thoughts before responding. "Well, I love going for long walks, especially in nature. There's something so calming about being surrounded by trees and greenery. I also enjoy cooking and baking. I find it therapeutic, you know? Following a recipe, measuring out ingredients, it's like a science experiment that always turns out delicious in the end."
Ethan's eyes lit up at that. "I love to cook too! We should have a cooking date sometime.
I'd love to see what you can whip up in the kitchen," Ethan said, his eyes sparkling with interest.
Jake chuckled, "I'd like that. Though I should warn you, my cooking skills are limited to mostly pasta dishes and the occasional cake. Nothing too fancy."
Ethan waved a hand dismissively, "Hey, there's nothing wrong with a good pasta dish. Besides, I'm sure you have your own unique twist on things. I'd love to taste it."
Jake felt a warmth spread through him at Ethan's words, both at the compliment and the suggestion of a future date.
"I'd like that too," he said softly, taking a sip of his iced tea. "What about you? Any hobbies or interests you're passionate about?"
Ethan leaned back into the couch, his arm still draped casually around Jake's shoulders. "Well, besides graphic design, I'm a bit of a fitness enthusiast. I love going to the gym, trying out new workout classes, that sort of thing. It's a great way to stay in shape and clear my mind after a long day at work."
Jake raised an eyebrow, surprised. I wouldn't have guessed that.
You don't exactly look like a gym rat," Jake teased, his eyes flicking over Ethan's frame. Not that there's anything wrong with that," he added quickly, feeling his cheeks flush.
Ethan laughed, giving Jake's shoulder a squeeze. "No offense taken. I guess I just have one of those faces, you know? The 'I spend all my time eating pizza and watching Netflix' face."
Jake chuckled, "Well, I won't hold it against you. So, what's your favorite workout class?
I've always been curious about them, but I've never really gotten into the whole gym scene," Jake admitted, taking another sip of his iced tea.
Ethan thought for a moment before answering, "Well, I'm a big fan of HIIT workouts - high-intensity interval training. It's a great way to get a full-body workout in a short amount of time. Plus, I love the rush of endorphins afterwards. It's like a natural high."
Jake nodded, impressed. "That sounds intense.
I've always been more of a...low-impact kind of guy," Jake admitted, a small smile playing on his lips. "Nothing wrong with that," Ethan replied, his thumb tracing circles on Jake's shoulder. "We all have our own pace, our own way of taking care of ourselves. Besides, there's beauty in slow and steady too." Jake's cheeks flushed at Ethan's words, and he looked down at their entwined hands, a soft smile gracing his lips. "Thank you, Ethan. That means a lot." Ethan squeezed Jake's shoulder, pressing a soft kiss to his temple.
"You're welcome, Jake. I mean it. And hey, maybe I can introduce you to some low-impact workouts sometime. You know, something that's a little gentler on the joints but still gets the heart pumping."
Jake looked up at Ethan, his eyes shining with gratitude. I've always wanted to try yoga, but I've never had anyone to go with. It can be a bit intimidating, going to a class by yourself."
Ethan's face lit up at the suggestion.
"I think that's a fantastic idea! I've been meaning to try yoga myself, but I've been too hesitant to go alone. We can go together, and I'll make sure to find a beginner-friendly class for us."
Jake's face broke into a wide grin, his eyes sparkling with excitement. "I'd love that, Ethan. Thank you."
Ethan's chest warmed at Jake's gratitude, and he pulled him closer, pressing a soft kiss to his forehead. "No need to thank me, Jake. I want to do this with you.
Explore new things, try new experiences. Together," Ethan said, his voice soft yet firm.
"That sounds perfect," Jake murmured, his voice filled with warmth. "I'm looking forward to it."
Just then, the doorbell rang, and Ethan groaned, sitting up and pulling away from Jake. "Pizza's here. I'll go grab it. You want to set the table while I'm at it?"
Jake nodded, standing up and following Ethan into the kitchen. "Sure thing.
Do you have any plates or bowls you prefer for pizza?" Jake asked, opening the cabinet doors to reveal a colorful array of dishware.
Ethan returned with the pizza boxes, setting them down on the counter. "Nah, any will do. I'm not picky. But if you want to use the red ones, those are my favorite," he said, pointing to a set of deep red ceramic plates.
Jake grabbed two of the red plates and set them on the counter, along with a stack of napkins and a couple of forks. "So, what's the story behind these plates?
They're really cute," Jake asked, gesturing to the red dishes as Ethan began to portion out the pizza.
Ethan glanced at the plates and smiled. "Oh, these? My grandma gave them to me when I moved into my first apartment. She said every bachelor needs a set of nice plates to impress his dates," he said, winking at Jake.
Jake chuckled, "Well, mission accomplished. These are definitely impressive."
Ethan grinned, handing Jake a plate piled high with steaming slices of pizza. "I'm glad you think so.
Now, let's not let this pizza get cold," Ethan said, grabbing his own plate and gesturing for Jake to follow him back into the living room. They settled onto the couch, the room filled with the sound of their contented chewing and the occasional laugh as they shared bites of each other's pizza.
As they finished their meal, Ethan reached for the remote and turned on the TV, scrolling through his streaming services until he found what he was looking for. "Here we go," he said, settling back into the couch and pulling Jake close. "Fleabag, season one, episode one.
Here we go," Ethan declared, pressing play on the first episode of the show. Jake snuggled up against him, his eyes glued to the screen as the opening credits rolled. They laughed and gasped their way through the first episode, Ethan's arm wrapped tightly around Jake's shoulders, their fingers entwined.
As the credits rolled at the end of the episode, Jake sighed contentedly, "That was amazing. I can't believe I've been missing out on this."
Ethan grinned, "Told you. Want to watch another?"
Jake hesitated for a moment before answering, "Maybe later.
Right now, I have something else in mind." He turned to face Ethan, his eyes filled with a hunger that made Ethan's cock twitch in his pants.
Ethan raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips. "Oh yeah? And what might that be?"
Jake leaned in, his voice low and raspy as he whispered in Ethan's ear, "I want to suck your cock, Ethan. I want to feel you in my mouth, taste you on my tongue."
Ethan's breath hitched, and he groaned, his cock now fully hard and straining against his jeans. "Fuck, Jake.
You don't know how long I've been waiting to hear you say that," Ethan growled, his voice thick with desire. He wasted no time, grabbing Jake by the back of the neck and pulling him in for a fierce, dominant kiss. Their tongues clashed, teeth clicked, and Jake moaned into Ethan's mouth, his hands fumbling to unbuckle Ethan's belt.
Ethan broke the kiss, panting, and leaned back against the couch to watch Jake work. Jake's hands were shaking slightly as he finally got the belt undone and popped open the button on Ethan's jeans.
He could see the outline of Ethan's hard cock straining against the fabric of his boxers, and his mouth watered at the thought of finally tasting it. He hooked his fingers into the waistband of Ethan's jeans and boxers, tugging them down in one swift motion. Ethan lifted his hips to help, and soon enough, his cock sprang free, thick and hard and begging for attention.
"Fuck, Jake," Ethan groaned, his head falling back against the couch as Jake wrapped his hand around the base of his cock.
Jake looked up at Ethan, his eyes filled with a mixture of excitement and apprehension, and Ethan's heart swelled at the sight. He reached down, cupping Jake's cheek in his hand, and gave him a reassuring smile. "You don't have to do anything you don't want to, Jake. We can take this as slow as you need to."
Jake leaned into Ethan's touch, his eyes fluttering closed for a moment before he opened them again, determination in his gaze. "I want this, Ethan. I want to make you feel good," he said, his voice steady and sure.
Ethan's cock twitched at Jake's words, and he leaned back, giving Jake room to work. Jake took a deep breath, steeling himself for what was to come, and leaned down, his tongue darting out to lick a stripe up the length of Ethan's cock. Ethan groaned, his hips bucking slightly at the contact, and Jake smirked, emboldened by Ethan's reaction.
He wrapped his lips around the head of Ethan's cock, swirling his tongue around the sensitive ridge, and Ethan let out a string of curse words, his grip tightening in Jake's hair.
"Fuck, Jake, that feels so fucking good. Just like that, baby, just like that."
Jake hummed in response, taking Ethan's cock deeper into his mouth, inch by inch, until he could feel it hitting the back of his throat. He gagged slightly, his eyes watering, but he pushed through it, determined to take all of Ethan's length. Ethan groaned, his hips thrusting upward, fucking Jake's mouth with abandon.
"That's it, baby, take it all. Fuck, you look so hot with my cock in your mouth."
Jake's eyes watered, drool leaking from the corners of his mouth, but he kept going, bobbing his head up and down, his hand working the length of Ethan's shaft that he couldn't fit in his mouth. The sound of wet, sloppy sucking filled the room, mingling with Ethan's moans and Jake's gagging noises.
Ethan's fingers tightened in Jake's hair, guiding his movements, setting a brutal pace. "Touch yourself, Jake.
I want to see you play with that fat cock of yours while you suck me off," Ethan growled, his voice thick with lust. Jake paused, his eyes flicking up to meet Ethan's gaze, before nodding and reaching down to unbutton his own jeans. He pushed them down along with his boxers, freeing his hard cock, and wrapped his hand around it, stroking it slowly as he continued to work Ethan's cock with his mouth.
Ethan groaned, his hips bucking as he watched Jake pleasure himself. "That's it, baby. Jack that cock for me.
Yeah, just like that. Show me how much you love sucking my dick, baby." Ethan's voice was rough, his breathing ragged as he watched Jake's hand work his own cock in time with the rhythm of his mouth on Ethan's. Jake's eyes, watery and red from the effort, locked onto Ethan's, and he moaned around Ethan's cock, sending vibrations of pleasure coursing through Ethan's body.
Ethan's grip in Jake's hair tightened, and he began to fuck Jake's mouth in earnest, his hips snapping forward, his cock sliding in and out of Jake's wet, willing mouth.
Jake gagged and choked, tears streaming down his face, but he never hesitated, never pulled away. Instead, he moaned around Ethan's cock, his hand working his own dick faster, harder, as he lost himself in the sensation of being used, of being filled.
"Fuck, Jake, you feel so fucking good. I'm gonna come, baby. I'm gonna come down your throat if you don't stop," Ethan groaned, his fingers twisting in Jake's hair, his body tense with the effort of holding back.
Jake moaned around Ethan's cock, his eyes locked onto Ethan's, and doubled his efforts, his mouth and hand working in tandem, pushing Ethan closer and closer to the edge.
"Fuck, Jake, fuck," Ethan chanted, his hips snapping forward, his cock sliding in and out of Jake's mouth, the sound of wet, sloppy sucking filling the room. Jake's hand worked his own cock, his strokes rough and jerky, his breath coming in ragged gasps around Ethan's length.
Ethan could feel Jake's desperation, his need to come, and it spurred him on, his hips snapping forward, his cock sliding in and out of Jake's mouth with increasing speed and force.
"Jesus fucking Christ, Jake. You're gonna make me come so fucking hard," Ethan growled, his fingers digging into Jake's scalp, his body taut with the effort of holding back his orgasm. Jake moaned around Ethan's cock, his eyes watering, his hand flying over his own dick, his body tensing as he chased his own release.
Ethan could feel Jake's desperation, his need to come, and it pushed him over the edge. With a final, brutal thrust, Ethan came, his cock pulsing, his hot seed shooting down Jake's throat. Jake gagged, trying to swallow it all, but some of it leaked out, dripping down his chin and onto his hand, mixing with his own precome.
"Fuck, Jake, yes, take it all," Ethan groaned, his hips jerking as he rode out his orgasm, his cock still buried deep in Jake's mouth.
Jake swallowed convulsively, trying to take every last drop of Ethan's come, his own hand still working his cock, his body tense with the effort of holding back his own release.
Finally, Ethan's body went limp, his cock slipping from Jake's mouth, and Jake took a moment to catch his breath, wiping the come and saliva from his chin with the back of his hand. He looked up at Ethan, his eyes filled with a mixture of pride and desire, and Ethan's heart swelled at the sight.
He reached down, cupping Jake's cheek in his hand, and wiped away the come and saliva that still lingered on his chin. "You look so fucking beautiful like this, Jake. All messy and used and ready for more," Ethan growled, his voice thick with lust once again.
Jake's eyes widened in surprise, but he didn't hesitate, leaning into Ethan's touch, his tongue darting out to lick the come from Ethan's fingers. Ethan groaned, his cock twitching back to life at the sight of Jake's eagerness, and he knew he couldn't wait any longer.
He needed to feel Jake's tight ass wrapped around his cock, needed to fuck him hard and deep until they were both screaming each other's names.
"Get your clothes off, Jake. Now," Ethan growled, his voice thick with command. Jake didn't hesitate, standing up and quickly stripping off his shirt and jeans, leaving him standing naked and vulnerable in front of Ethan. Ethan's eyes raked over Jake's body, taking in every curve, every inch of soft, pale skin, and he felt a surge of lust like he'd never felt before.
He stood up, shedding his own clothes in record time, and grabbed Jake by the wrist, pulling him towards the bedroom. Jake stumbled after him, his heart pounding in his chest, his cock already hard and leaking again.
As they entered the bedroom, Ethan spun around, pushing Jake up against the wall, his hands pinning Jake's wrists above his head. Jake gasped, his eyes wide with surprise and excitement, and Ethan took advantage, crushing his mouth against Jake's in a bruising, dominant kiss.
Their tongues clashed, teeth clicked, and Jake moaned into Ethan's mouth, his body pushing against Ethan's, desperate for more contact.
Ethan ground his hips against Jake's, their hard cocks rubbing together, and Jake let out a shuddering breath, his head falling back against the wall. Ethan took the opportunity to trail his mouth down Jake's neck, nipping and sucking at the sensitive skin, leaving bruises in his wake.
"Fuck, Ethan, please," Jake panted, his hips bucking, seeking friction against Ethan's body.
Ethan chuckled darkly, nipping at Jake's earlobe before whispering, "Please what, Jake? Tell me what you want."
Jake's cheeks flushed, but he didn't hesitate, his voice steady as he said, "I want you to fuck me, Ethan. I want your cock inside me, filling me up. I want you to fuck me hard and deep until I can't think straight."
Ethan groaned, his cock throbbing at Jake's words, and he wasted no time, spinning Jake around and pushing him face-first against the wall. "Hands on the wall, Jake.
Ass out," Ethan growled, his voice thick with lust. Jake hurried to comply, his hands slapping against the cool surface, his ass pushing out, presenting himself to Ethan. Ethan took a moment to appreciate the sight before him - Jake's round, pale ass, his back muscles taut with anticipation, his breath coming in ragged gasps. He reached out, running his hands over Jake's ass, squeezing the soft flesh, making Jake moan and push back against his touch.
Ethan leaned down, his mouth latching onto one of Jake's ass cheeks, biting down hard enough to leave a mark.
Jake yelped, his body tensing, but Ethan could feel the shiver of pleasure that ran through him, and he smirked, knowing that Jake liked it a little rough.
He pulled back, spitting on Jake's hole, watching as the saliva dripped down, wetting his entrance. Jake took a shuddering breath, his body shaking with anticipation, and Ethan could feel his own cock throbbing, desperate to be inside Jake.
"Please, Ethan. I need you," Jake whimpered, pushing his ass back, seeking Ethan's touch.
Ethan chuckled darkly, running his finger through the spit on Jake's hole, circling it, teasing it. "You need me, huh? Say it again, Jake. Beg for it." Jake groaned, his forehead pressing against the wall, his knuckles turning white as he gripped the wallpaper. "I need you, Ethan. Please, fuck me. I can't wait any longer." Ethan growled, his cock throbbing at Jake's words. He lined himself up, the head of his cock pressing against Jake's tight hole. "You want this, Jake?
You want my cock inside you, stretching you open, making you feel so fucking good?" Ethan growled, his voice low and gravelly with desire as he pushed the head of his cock against Jake's tight hole.
Jake nodded, his breath coming in short, sharp gasps. "Yes, Ethan. Please, I need it."
Ethan grinned, a feral, predatory smile that made Jake's knees weak. "Good boy," he murmured, his hands gripping Jake's hips tightly as he began to push inside.
Jake gasped, his body tensing as Ethan's thick cock stretched him open, inch by inch. "Fuck, Ethan, you're so big," Jake panted, his knuckles turning white as he gripped the wall for dear life.
Ethan chuckled darkly, his hips snapping forward, burying himself balls-deep inside Jake's tight ass. "Take it, Jake. Take every fucking inch of me like a good little slut," he growled, his hips moving in a brutal, punishing rhythm, fucking Jake hard and deep.
Jake moaned, his body trembling as he tried to take all of Ethan's length, his ass stretching to accommodate Ethan's thick cock. "Jesus fucking Christ, Ethan. You're so fucking big. It hurts so good," Jake panted, his eyes squeezing shut as he focused on the pleasurable pain coursing through his body.
Ethan chuckled darkly, his fingers digging into Jake's hips, pulling him back onto his cock with each thrust. "That's right, baby. Take it like a good little slut. You love having my cock inside you, don't you?
You love being filled up, stretched out, used for my pleasure," Ethan growled, his hips snapping forward, his cock sliding in and out of Jake's tight ass with increasing speed and force. Jake could only moan in response, his body shaking with the effort of taking Ethan's brutal onslaught, his ass clenching around Ethan's cock with each thrust. Squeeze my cock with that tight little ass of yours.
Show me how much you love being fucked, Jake," Ethan growled, his fingers digging into Jake's hips, his cock pounding into him with relentless force. Jake moaned, his body shaking, his ass clenching around Ethan's cock as he tried to obey, to squeeze him tighter, to show him just how much he loved it. I could fuck you forever," Ethan groaned, his hips snapping forward, his cock sliding in and out of Jake's tight ass, the sound of wet, sloppy fucking filling the room.
Jake moaned, his body shaking, his ass clenching around Ethan's cock, his hand flying over his own dick, jacking himself off in time with Ethan's brutal thrusts. Your ass is so tight, so hot. I could come just from fucking you," Ethan growled, his fingers digging into Jake's hips, his body slamming into him with increasing force.
Jake's moans were growing louder, more desperate, his body shaking with the effort of taking Ethan's brutal onslaught. "Fuck, Ethan, I'm so close," Jake panted, his hand flying over his own cock, jacking himself off in time with Ethan's thrusts. "Not yet, Jake. Not until I say so," Ethan commanded, his voice thick with lust. Jake whimpered, his body tensing, but he nodded, his hand slowing its pace, obeying Ethan's command.
Ethan could feel Jake's desperation, his need to come, and it spurred him on, his hips snapping forward, his cock sliding in and out of Jake's tight ass with increasing speed and force. I could fuck you all night," Ethan growled, his fingers digging into Jake's hips, his body slamming into him with brutal force. Jake moaned, his body shaking, his ass clenching around Ethan's cock, his hand still working his own dick, though slower now, in time with Ethan's thrusts.
I can't hold back much longer," Jake panted, his voice strained with the effort of holding back his orgasm.
Ethan growled, his cock throbbing inside Jake's tight ass, his fingers digging into Jake's hips, pulling him back onto his cock with each brutal thrust. "You can take it, Jake. You can take my cock, my pace, my command. You're my good little slut, aren't you?"
Jake's eyes fluttered closed, his body trembling at Ethan's words, his ass clenching around Ethan's cock.
I'm your good little slut. I'll take whatever you give me," he rasped, his voice thick with desire.
Ethan groaned, his fingers digging into Jake's hips, his cock throbbing inside Jake's tight ass. You're mine to use, mine to fuck. You like that, don't you? You like being my little fuck toy?"
Jake nodded, his body shaking, his ass clenching around Ethan's cock. I love it.
I love being your fuck toy, Ethan. Your cock feels so good inside me. I want you to fuck me harder, deeper. I want you to make me come all over your cock," Jake panted, his body shaking, his ass clenching around Ethan's thickness, desperate for more.
Ethan growled, his fingers digging into Jake's hips, his cock throbbing inside him. "You want it harder, don't you, you little slut?
You want me to fuck you so hard you can't walk straight tomorrow," Ethan growled, his hips snapping forward, his cock slamming into Jake with increasing force. Jake could only moan in response, his body shaking, his ass clenching around Ethan's thickness, desperate for more. Please, fuck me harder. Make me feel it," he panted, his hand flying over his own cock, jacking himself off in time with Ethan's brutal thrusts.
"You want it harder, don't you, you little slut? You want me to fuck you so hard you can't walk straight tomorrow," Ethan growled, his hips snapping forward, his cock slamming into Jake with increasing force. "Fuck, Ethan, yes. Give it to me.
Fuck me harder, Ethan. I want to feel your balls slap against my ass," Jake panted, his ass clenching around Ethan's cock, desperate for more. Ethan growled, his fingers digging into Jake's hips, his pace quickening, his cock slamming into Jake with brutal force. "You want it harder, you little slut? You want me to fuck you like the cum-hungry whore you are?" Ethan snarled, his voice thick with lust and dominance. Jake moaned, his body shaking, his ass clenching around Ethan's cock.
Fuck me like your cum-hungry whore. I want to feel it deep inside me, filling me up, making me yours." Ethan growled, his fingers digging into Jake's hips, his pace becoming punishing. He was fucking Jake hard and deep, his cock slamming into him with brutal force, their bodies slapping together with each thrust. The sound of wet, sloppy fucking filled the room, mingling with their moans and grunts, the scent of sex and sweat hanging heavy in the air.
Ethan's cock slid in and out of Jake's tight ass, his hips snapping forward with each thrust, his balls slapping against Jake's flesh, just like Jake had begged for. Jake could feel every inch of Ethan's thick cock, stretching him open, filling him up, making him feel so fucking good.
"Fuck, Jake, your ass is so fucking tight. I could fuck you like this all day," Ethan growled, his fingers digging into Jake's hips, his pace relentless, his cock slamming into him with increasing force.
I need to come. I can't hold back anymore," Jake panted, his hand flying over his own cock, jacking himself off in time with Ethan's brutal thrusts. Ethan chuckled darkly, his hips snapping forward, his cock sliding in and out of Jake's tight ass. Not until I say so.
Now, beg for it, Jake. Beg for my permission to come," Ethan commanded, his voice thick with lust and authority. Jake's body trembled, his ass clenching around Ethan's cock, as he tried to hold back his orgasm. Please let me come. I need to come so fucking bad," Jake panted, his voice pleading.
Ethan chuckled darkly, his hips snapping forward, his cock sliding in and out of Jake's tight ass, the sound of wet, sloppy fucking filling the room. "Beg better than that, Jake.
Tell me exactly what you want," Ethan commanded, his fingers digging into Jake's hips, his cock sliding in and out of Jake's tight ass with slow, deliberate strokes that drove Jake wild.
Jake's breath hitched, his body trembling with the effort of holding back his orgasm. I need to come all over your cock.
I need to feel your hot seed filling me up, marking me as yours. I need your permission to come, sir.
I need you to tell me I can come all over your thick cock, that I can feel your hot seed filling me up, marking me as yours," Jake panted, his voice thick with desperation and desire. "Beg better, Jake. Tell me exactly what you want."
Jake's body trembled, his ass clenching around Ethan's cock, as he tried to find the words to express his need. "Please, sir, I need to come.
I need to feel your hot load filling me up, making me yours. I need your permission to explode all over your thick cock, to feel your seed marking me, claiming me. I'm begging you, sir, please let me come," Jake pleaded, his voice ragged with desperation, his body shaking with the effort of holding back his orgasm. "That's better, Jake. That's how you beg for my permission to come.
Good boy," Ethan growled, his hips snapping forward, his cock sliding in and out of Jake's tight ass with brutal force. "You want to feel my hot load filling you up, don't you, you little slut? You want to feel me marking you, claiming you as mine?"
Jake could only moan in response, his body shaking, his ass clenching around Ethan's cock, desperate for more. Please, I need it.
I need to feel you coming inside me, sir. I need to feel your hot seed filling me up, marking me as yours," Jake panted, his eyes locked onto Ethan's, his body trembling with the effort of holding back his orgasm.
Ethan's fingers dug into Jake's hips, his pace quickening, his cock slamming into Jake with brutal force. "You want my come, you little slut? You want me to fill you up, mark you as mine?"
Jake could only nod, his body shaking, his ass clenching around Ethan's cock, desperate for more. "Yes, sir.
I want your come. I want you to fill me up, mark me as yours," Jake panted, his body shaking with anticipation.
Ethan growled, his fingers digging into Jake's hips, his pace quickening, his cock slamming into Jake with increasing force. "Yes, sir. I want your come. Ethan's growl turned into a snarl, his hips snapping forward, his cock slamming into Jake with brutal force.
Then earn it. Show me how much you want it."
Jake, desperate and wanton, reached back and grabbed his own ass cheeks, spreading them wide, exposing himself completely to Ethan. "Like this, sir? Is this how your little slut wants your come?"
Ethan's eyes darkened, his grip on Jake's hips tightening as he watched Jake's wanton display. "Fuck, yes. Just like that.
Fuck, Jake's eagerness was a turn-on. Ethan's grip on Jake's hips tightened, his fingers digging into soft flesh as he began to pound into Jake with renewed vigor. The sound of their bodies slapping together filled the room, mingling with their moans and grunts, the scent of sex and sweat hanging heavy in the air. I could fuck you like this all night," Ethan growled, his voice thick with lust and desire. Yes, sir.
Just like this, then?" Jake asked, his voice a breathy pant, his cheeks flushed with desire as he spread his ass cheeks wider, exposing himself completely to Ethan. Ethan's breath caught in his throat at the sight, his cock throbbing inside Jake's tight ass. Just like that, you little slut. Show me how much you want my come," Ethan growled, his fingers digging into Jake's hips, his pace quickening, his cock slamming into Jake with brutal force.
Jake moaned, his body shaking, his ass clenching around Ethan's cock, desperate for more.
"Fuck, Ethan, you're so deep. I can feel you in my stomach," he panted, his hand flying over his own cock, jacking himself off in time with Ethan's brutal thrusts. "You like that, don't you, you little slut?
You like feeling my cock so deep inside you, stretching you out, making you feel so fucking good," Ethan growled, his pace unrelenting, his cock slamming into Jake with increasing force. "I love it, Ethan. I love feeling your cock inside me.
I want you to fuck me harder, Ethan. I want you to make me yours," Jake panted, his body shaking, his ass clenching around Ethan's thick cock. You want me to fuck you so hard you can't walk straight tomorrow?" I want it harder.
I want you to fuck me so hard I can't sit down tomorrow without thinking about your cock inside me," Jake moaned, his body trembling with anticipation.
Ethan chuckled darkly, his fingers digging into Jake's hips, his pace quickening, his cock slamming into Jake with brutal force. "You want it rough, baby? You want me to fuck you like the little slut you are?"
Jake nodded, his eyes locked onto Ethan's, his body shaking with desire. I want it rough.
I want you to fuck me like you hate me," Jake panted, his body shaking, his ass clenching around Ethan's thick cock. Ethan growled, his grip on Jake's hips tightening, his pace quickening, his cock slamming into Jake with brutal force. "You want me to fuck you like I hate you, you little slut? You want me to fuck you so hard you'll feel it for days?" Jake could only nod, his body trembling, his ass clenching around Ethan's cock, desperate for more.
Ethan laughed, a dark, predatory sound that sent shivers down Jake's spine. "You think you can handle it, you little slut? You think you can take my cock pounding into you like a fucking jackhammer?" Jake swallowed hard, his body shaking, but he nodded again, his voice steady as he said, "I can take it, Ethan. I want it. I want you to fuck me so hard I can't think straight." Ethan laughed again, his fingers digging into Jake's hips, his pace quickening, his cock slamming into Jake with brutal force. "You asked for it, baby.
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