Jacob Keller (bodyonthetracks) wrote in shadows_rpg, @ 2019-07-02 01:17:00 |
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Entry tags: | #december 2017, connor, connor x jacob, jacob |
Who: Connor and Jacob, Part II
Where: Connor's place, Seaview
When: Tuesday afternoon,12/26
Status: Complete
Warning: Very NSFW
As quiet and guarded Jacob was in his daily life, he really was neither during sex, at least not with good sex, and he was moaning hoarsely as Connor moved inside of him, his toes curling as his body tensed and seemed to try to tighten in on itself. He was already so horny and so untouched damn it, the friction just made him feel more desperate. It was the sort of good-bad that he loved, almost painful, most definitely pleasurable, too much and not enough at the same time. And then Connor was talking and Jacob felt like melting because every time Connor said something even vaguely resembling praise his insides just did that pathetic puppy bounce. "Oh my god," he whispered between moans, rolling his hips a little which only made the cock inside him feel more intense and he wasn't sure if that was a great idea or a bad idea at this point.
The sounds and the tension in Jacob’s body, and goddamn, those hip rolls, all made Connor’s core ache with need. Sometimes he wondered if the boy realized just how much control he had to have to not just blow his load in the first couple of minutes. He indulged himself for another few slow thrusts, drinking in Jacob’s reactions like water. Connor didn’t want to push Jacob too far though, or his surprise would be wasted. So he stopped for a moment, humming as he kiss-nibbled on Jacob’s shoulder, then leaned to pick up the toy. It was a clear fleshlight with a nice high-quality insert, and he briefly let go of Jacob’s ropes to get some lube on and into it. “You’re so good at getting fucked,” he murmured as he worked. “I wonder if you fuck just as well.” Connor reached around Jacob with both hands, chest pressing against his upper back, looking over his shoulder as he took hold of the base of Jacob’s cock to guide it. He pressed the tip of it to the hole of the toy and slowly slipped it over his cockhead.
Jacob had a start to some smart ass answer that barely reached his lips before it was whisked away just as quick by the sensation and his mouth fell open again, a soft huff of air escaping his throat. He'd had no complaints about the way he topped, it wasn't his favorite but of course it felt good to have his dick inside someone and this came pretty fucking close. Except fucking someone wasn't difficult when he wasn't already this worked up and didn't have Connor's dick pressing deliciously against his prostate. Both at the same time? He wasn't so sure he would last long at all. Connor went slow though, the slick tightness engulfing Jacob's cock at an almost painfully teasing pace and he was once again torn between pushing back against him or fucking forward into his hand - this time the toy. It was a good surprise but he was pretty sure it came at a cost. Most likely he needed to not come until he was told to and that was going to be a challenge.
Connor was well aware that if he didn’t handle this right, Jacob would be coming hard and fast. He wanted to draw this out, get his boy beside himself before he gave him release. So he pulled the toy down slow and easy. He gave a few tiny strokes, the barest of friction, and kissed at the top of Jacob’s shoulder again. “It’s clear plastic,” he told him softly. Connor stopped moving his hand, leaving Jacob’s cock an inch or so out to see if he would try to thrust. “I can see your dick stretching it out. It looks hot as fuck.” He rolled his hips for a lazy thrust or two in the boy’s ass, giving a low moan of pleasure. “That’s how good it feels to be inside you. You wanna fuck it?” Another slow thrust.
Jacob whimpered and yet again was amazed at how Connor always got him to do that, like all his walls just crumbled and he was raw and exposed in Connor's grip. "Uh-huh," he mumbled unintelligibly and while he didn't outright thrust, his hips trembled with the effort to keep from doing so. He just knew that if he let himself go he'd completely let himself go and he didn't want this to end. he especially didn't want to disappoint Connor so he was trying oh so hard to be good and obedient even as his body screamed at him to move and get the release he so desperately wanted.
“Aw, come on, you can do better than that,” Connor chided softly. He pulled a bit harder on the rope around Jacob’s neck, and started thrusting into him with more purpose. He had to keep himself on a tight leash too -- all of the tension radiating out into the air off of Jacob’s body was intoxicating. He felt almost drunk on the power. “I know you want it. Ask for it.” Connor gave the toy another shallow, slow thrust around the boy’s cock, gazing down at it. In his fantasy, Jacob would just thrust like mad, fucking between Connor’s cock and the tight silicone, but he knew that once it started it wouldn’t last long. That was okay, they could build up to it. This was a celebration, and he didn’t want to make his new boy actually frustrated.
Jacob meant to ask, he really did, and the words almost came out instead of that pitiful little wheeze before he thrust once into the slickness and moaned. If Connor had just held still he might have held his composure but how could he when his body felt this stimulated? "Please," he groaned before thrusting again, failing and half-hoping Connor would punish him for it as long as he didn't do it right now because he needed this and he didn't want that delicious pressure to be taken away from him yet.
Connor moved the toy with Jacob’s cock on the second thrust, preventing some friction at least. He was loving this, all of it, but especially the way that Jacob’s breathing was sounding as he was edged further and further. That helpless desperation, and all it would take was a few flicks of Connor’s wrist to make him come completely unraveled. He thought about pushing for more, forcing a ‘please sir’ out of him, but Connor’s balls felt tight and throbby and he wanted to watch Jacob come undone. He let go of the ropes to give him freedom to move as much as he could, and he stopped moving his hips. “Do it,” he said into Jacob’s ear. “Fuck it while you fuck yourself on my cock. Come as hard as you can.”
Jacob barely heard the rest of the words after 'Do it', that was permission and he didn't need to be told twice. After all his body was already moving without his say-so and now that he was allowed to, he didn't need to try to hold back anymore. He whimpered again as he did what Connor told him to do, thrusting into the toy, and each time he pulled back he pushed himself back on Connor's cock. After all the teasing and the build-up it only took seconds but he couldn't stop thrusting, even as he started coming, his cock throbbing within the silicone and his ass clenching Connor's cock as if trying to milk him dry. His moans were loud and he arched back against Connor as he shuddered and cried out, his hips still moving a little even as he slumped back against him.
The intensity of it was amazing, the way Jacob’s ass tightened around him was nearly painful it was so strong, and all that helpless noise put Connor right on his own edge. If the angle had been a little different, just the desperation of it all might have made him come. They swayed slightly as Jacob slumped, and Connor put his free arm around his upper chest to help keep him upright. He held on until the bulk of Jacob’s orgasm seemed over, but then he couldn’t help but start thrusting himself. It was just all too fucking hot. He knew the boy would be sensitive, but he wouldn’t take long, and he couldn’t think much about mercy when everything was throbbing with need. Still holding onto Jacob and the fleshlight, he pumped his hips fast and hard, the tension nearly unbearable before it exploded into ecstasy. He groaned and bit into Jacob’s shoulder as his body shivered madly, emptying what felt like much more than his balls into Jacob.
Jacob was close to begging him to please come by the time Connor did and he was oh so grateful for his orgasm because his own body couldn't take a lot more. He was still moaning softly, his hands balled into tight fists between his and Connor's body and it wasn't like he could go anywhere or more to get more comfortable. Leaning forward put a strain on his neck, leaning back felt better but it was still getting almost instinctual to move away from the stimuli. He was panting hard when Connor stopped, aching to stretch out and relax already and yet there was a part of him that wanted to know just how long he could hold on and take it if he didn't have a choice in the matter.
“Oh shit,” Connor panted as he came down from the immediate high. Everything felt trembly and oversensitive in the best sort of way. “Fuck, you’re such a good boy.” He pressed a couple of breathy kisses against the side of Jacob’s jaw, but didn’t want to linger too long. They were both kind of shaky, and it was time to relax now. Connor pulled the toy off of Jacob’s cock, then himself out of his ass, doing both as gently as possible. “All right, let’s get you out of this,” he murmured as his fingers found the knot at the back of Jacob’s neck. Connor got it undone and unwrapped the rope before he did the same with Jacob’s hands.
As soon as he was able, Jacob let his head slump forward and simply focused on breathing while Connor untied him. His limbs felt like jelly and he was a bit impressed with himself for staying upright despite it. Getting the ropes off felt good in a way that was completely different to how it felt getting tied up. Connor was quick but gentle and Jacob wanted to curl in against him and cling for a while. A fuck like this made him feel a lot better about Connor's new rule because the orgasms he got from masturbating could never measure up anyway. He kept his hands at his sides when they were free, fighting the urge to reach up and slip off the blindfold. He was a good boy, the praise chiming in his head, making him smile a little despite his exhaustion.
The sooner they got horizontal and comfortable the better, in Connor’s opinion. He’d known some subs who liked to stay in bondage for a while, but he wouldn’t risk that with a neck-tie, and Jacob had never indicated he wanted that. So quick freedom it was. Once he’d tossed the rope off the bed, Connor ran a hand down Jacob’s back. He could see the faint imprint of rope on the side of the boy’s neck and it gave him a little thrill. The chain collar still looked damn good on him, too. “Lie down, get comfortable,” Connor murmured as he reached for the blindfold to gently pull it off.
Jacob blinked a few times to get used to seeing again, then glanced over his shoulder just to look at Connor for a few seconds. He absolutely felt drunk now in the best of ways, giving Connor a dazed little smile before moving gingerly to lie down. "That's pretty smart," he said and the words didn't come easily enough but that didn't stop him from continuing, quiet and a little slurred. "Easier to clean up." He felt like falling asleep and he knew the feeling would subside eventually but right now he was floating in some post-orgasm bliss. He rubbed his wrists, a little sore from the rope and he hoped there'd still be markings there come morning.
Showers were in order, but they could wait. Connor picked up the wash cloth he’d used earlier and wiped his dick off with it, then offered it to Jacob. He settled down on his side next to the boy, giving a few gentle stretches here and there. The older he got, the more his hips and knees protested staying in one position for so long. Connor curled his arm under his head and smiled faintly at his boy. “You make the best noises, I hope you know,” he murmured.
Jacob didn't quite blush and he didn't quite laugh but he came close on both, bringing his hand up to scrub it over his face before rolling onto his side to face Connor. "Only for you," he mumbled and while theoretically some other dom might get him to make these sounds, nobody had done so before now and that was what counted. Connor could keep it all to himself for as long as this lasted. He found himself idly brushing his fingers over the collar and he knew that touching it would be something he'd be doing all the time now.
“Good,” Connor answered with a lazy sort of grin. “‘Cause you’re mine.” He lifted his arm and hooked it around Jacob as he shifted in to pull them closer together. He pressed a few kisses against the side of Jacob’s face before he relaxed again, just letting his fingers curl idly in the hair at the back of the boy’s head. His body was sated and tired, and he felt like after a hot shower he would just fall right back into bed and catch a nap. It was still early evening, there was still dinner and more time spent with his boy, but Connor thought they both deserved a quiet rest after all that. “Happy with everything?” he murmured.
Jacob's smile grew a little at that question and he felt so content, stretching out against Connor, being touched by him, that affirmation that he belonged to him just making everything so much sweeter. "Yes," he said earnestly, slipping his arm around Connor's waist. "Sorry, I'm still a little-" he trailed off, knowing he didn't need to struggle for the words, Connor would know what he meant. "It was so good."
“No apologies,” Connor said softly, kissing Jacob’s forehead. He didn’t need a lot of words for an answer, those few told him enough. His arm tightened around the boy for a moment, then relaxed again, and Connor let his eyes close. It felt so good and peaceful to just lie there and hold one another and breathe together. Thoughts of being able to have it every night drifted through his mind again, but instead of pushing them away this time, Connor just enjoyed the fantasy of that not being a crazy idea. He would get Jacob for more nights now, it would have to do for now.
It was early but Jacob still drifted off for a little bit, floating around in some half-slumber until at some point his stomach reminded him now abouts was usually when he got something to eat. He ignored for as long as he could, then reluctantly opened his eyes to watch Connor again. He didn't want to wake him but they probably shouldn't stay asleep for too long so he was relieved when Connor's eyes opened without Jacob having to nudge him. He had enjoyed looking at him though, still easily amazed at how lucky he'd gotten to become Connor's sub. "I'm hungry and filthy," he said with a playful little pout. "Can I use your shower?"
It was so warm and comfortable, Connor couldn’t help but doze a little. Having Jacob in bed with him always made going to sleep easier and the quality of sleep better. But he wasn’t deep enough that he couldn’t tell when Jacob was staring at him, so he pulled himself back and forced his eyelids open. It was so tempting just to stay in bed and sleep straight through until morning, but Jacob probably wasn’t that tired, and Connor didn’t want to waste the time they had. “Only if I can join you,” he murmured with a sleepy smile. “Pretty filthy myself.”
Jacob could drown in those eyes and maybe he was making up for not being able to see him during sex but he just wanted to stare a little longer. He smiled again at Connor's words and nodded. "That would be nicer than going alone," he murmured, then pushed himself up and nudged Connor to lie back as he climbed on top of him, straddling his hips. "So that thing earlier," he said, feeling a little playful now that his energy was restored. "Was that a subtle way of telling me you want me to top you?"
Connor rolled when he was nudged, feeling lazy and pliable enough. It proved more than worth it as Jacob straddled him, and he grinned up at his cheeky boy. “Let’s get one thing straight,” he murmured, playfully grabbing at Jacob’s wrists. “You’re never going to top me. If anything, I might some day tie you up and use your cock however I see fit ...” It wasn’t something he indulged in much, but he wasn’t entirely opposed to having Jacob on a leash and commanding him to fuck him. He let go of one wrist to pinch lightly at Jacob’s side to tickle him.
Jacob was ticklish but not a lot of people knew that about him. He usually held out for long enough for them to back off and that - coupled with a bored and slightly annoyed look - was enough to make them stop for good. He would never give Connor that look and he was far less guarded around him so the tickle actually made him jerk to the side before he tried for the usual calm demeanor. "I'm a pretty good top," he said, twitching again when Connor didn't let up. Of course Connor knew by now that he was ticklish but habits died hard and he would fight off the impulse to squirm and laugh for as long as he could. He also didn't really love topping but this was fun.
Connor had found out through sheer determination -- and a bit of the element of surprise -- that Jacob was ticklish if you were stubborn enough. It was always worth the effort to make him laugh, so Connor kept at it, smirking to himself. “Is that so?” he said, arching an eyebrow. “Duly noted.” It had been years since he’d been on the penetrated end of things, so he wasn’t sure how soon he would take Jacob up on that offer -- not that he looked down on it or didn’t understand how good it could feel, it just wasn’t something Connor had a desire for very often. “Maybe you’ll have to prove that to me, before you get to fuck anything more than toys,” he offered with a wicked grin. He’d enjoyed watching it, brief as it had been.
Jacob kept pulling away from his hand but with each second that passed he did it in jerkier movements until he was squirming and laughing, one hand catching Connor's wrist to stop him while he tried to pry his other from his grip. "I can do trial periods," he said through growing laughter, still trying to compose himself and not give into the ticklishness but failing. He also didn't care if said 'trial period' was infinite, already loving what they had, but it was still a kind of a humbling and tantalizing idea; getting to fuck his dom one day.
Connor didn’t make it too easy on him, since he was very much enjoying the squirming and laughing that was going on. Jacob didn’t seem like the kind of person who let himself laugh with no inhibition very often. But he relented after a moment and let Jacob pull his hand away. Tickling was coercion, but Connor still liked to hear it. “I have complete faith in you,” he murmured upward with a warm smile. “C’mere.” He hooked his fingers into the ring at the front of Jacob’s collar and pulled him down into a kiss. Connor lingered in it for a moment, then let him go to pat his ass. “Let’s go shower. You made me hungry.”
There weren't a lot of people who'd get away with tickling Jacob but if anyone could, it was Connor. It was like spanking, slapping or any other form of sweet pain. He let himself be pulled down, happily obliging Connor and kissing him back, still grinning a little into the kiss. "Good," he murmured. "I'm hungry too." He gave him one more kiss for good measure, then rolled off him and got to his feet. At least his balance was back, a nap and a little joking around was a good way to recover from subspace and now he just felt warm and happy. "And I'll do the dishes before we go to bed," he murmured, letting Connor know he hadn't forgotten the new rules.
“Damn right you will,” Connor murmured with a cheeky little smirk. He just looked at Jacob for a few seconds, missing the weight of him already. Connor knew already that there would be more sex later that night, even if it was more low key. But first he needed to clean and feed his boy, and maybe just snuggle him for a while. Connor got up with a groan to join Jacob, patting his ass as they headed toward the master bathroom. They had the rest of the evening to spend however they wanted, for their belated first Christmas.