shawn mendes imagines

Road Head

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this one shot contains mature content

We had been on the motorway for what seemed like hours on end. I was bored of sitting in the seat of his Jeep Wrangler with nothing to do but watch the road in front of us.

"Shawnnnn I'm so bored." I whined, and he chuckled beside me.

"You're always so impatient baby."

I wasn't just impatient. I was frustrated. Sexually frustrated to be more specific. Shawn and I hadn't done anything in ages as we were waiting for this getaway to New York. But I wasn't too sure how much longer I could wait.

"Shawn." I said again, my voice lower.

"Yes baby?"

"I'm soaking wet." I said, outright, because it always got the best reaction. And I was pleased to see that I was not disappointed. It wasn't exactly a lie either, I could feel it and I was having to squeeze my legs together to release some of the tension.

He swallowed and squirmed in his seat.

"Baby, don't do this. Just wait until we get there, okay?"

I squeezed my legs even tighter and squirmed noticeably in my seat, eager for my actions to be seen by Shawn.

He sighed "baby please just wait, you know I can't do anything here because in case you haven't noticed, we're on a fucking motorway." He was frustrated already. Perfect.

"I know you can't do anything. But maybe I could?" I said cheekily, waiting for another amusing reaction.

He said nothing for a few moments and I took this a chance to slide my hand onto his thigh. I just left it there and let him squirm as his member began to harden.

It was only minutes later of my hand slowly making its way up I his crotch area did he finally give in.

"Fuck it." He grumbled and with one hand, the other still steering the wheel, he undid his belt and was about to unzip his jeans when I put my hand on his to stop him.

"That's my job, now eyes on the road pretty boy." He scoffed at my newly found nickname for him but said nothing and I slowly unzipped his jeans.

He was already semi hard, and I had to slightly palm him through his thin boxers for it to fully harden. He was squirming and moving the entire time I was doing this, and I would go painfully slow to frustrate him even further so he would be rougher when we finally got there.

"Enough of the teasing already. Just get down there and suck my dick." He growled once he had had enough of my gentle and slow palming.

I did as he wished and pulled down his grey boxers to free his member; and it sprung up and hit his grey top that covered his toned stomach.

I blew gently on it and he let out a sharp breath above me, and I gave in and leaned down. I kissed it lightly before getting into the real business.

I kitten licked the rosy tip, before taking the first inch or so into my mouth. He jolted forward and I came off his dick to tell him to keep his eyes and attention on the road, and he swatted me on the head playfully and told me to continue.

I took the next few inches into my mouth and started lightly sucking, the taste of the salty precum that coated the little slit washed down my throat as I swirled my tongue around the tip and Shawn let out little moans above me.

I started bobbing my head up and down, hollowing out my cheeks and sucking harder and Shawn let one harm detach from the steering wheel and reattach to my hair.

Usually I would say something about both hands on the steering wheel but he was now forcing my head down onto his dick and I had no choice.

"You're not stopping until I've cum into your mouth and you've swallowed it." He said darkly, forcing my head further down so the tip was now tickling my gag reflex.

I had clearly gotten him very frustrated,
I thought proudly.

It went like that for a few minutes, me bobbing my head up and down his shaft, his hand guiding me and him whispering dirty words of encouragement and moaning softly above me.

I pulled my head up for a break, and then moved down to suckle a bit at his balls before licking back up the prominent vein on his length and put my mouth back on to him, and he groaned again in pleasure.

I felt him twitch a bit in my mouth and I knew he was going to cum sometime soon and he had barely warned me before hot spurts of his spunk were painting the back of my throat.

Like he said, he refused to let me go until I swallowed, so I did, shuddering slightly as the liquid slid down my throat.

"You're too good to me." He said tiredly, putting his now soft member back into his boxers with one hand.