It's A Brother Thing

Chapter 18: Sweet Blood

A/n I wrote this chapter like five times, and this was the version I was happiest with! It's mostly edited me thinks. Also, I don't know how to write good smut, but I did decide to start writing cum correctly. I think I'll celebrate by eating some cheese bc I love cheese. Anyways. I've almost reached 200 views which is lit. Y'all should vote or comment js...I JUST WANT TO INTERACT W YALL THAT'S IT. Y'all DON'T EVEN GOTTA VOTE JUST COMMENT.

Oh and the pic definitely reminds me of Jake and Simon 💓
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My blood boils and my brain fries, watching Simon from behind as the pink dick slides in and out of his beautiful ass.

He looks over his shoulder, pink lip between his teeth as water droplets fall from his white blonde hair. He's gorgeous. Mouthwatering.

I stroke myself faster, cursing as a wave of lightheadedness hits. My eyelids seem to droop another centimeter.

He riding it. Hands planted on the floor in front of him, back arched as he sinks all the way down, whimpering with pleasure. Before shifting his weight to the front of his body, lifting him back off.

"Bounce your ass baby. Bounce on that dick for me."

Simon immediately obeys and adjusts his position so that he moves only his ass. I curse again, watching as he sets his hands on his thighs and starts bouncing. Fuck it's so perky and full and round. I just want to spank him more. No, actually, I want to eat that ass.

Cum is leaking out of my tip, my body is pulsing with pleasure, and everything feels electric. This is just too fucking much.

"Fuck, Si," I groan. He looks like he's ridden his little toy a thousand times. He's a fucking pro. "I want you so bad."

His rhythm falters slightly, registering what I said, before he's back in action. "H-have me then."

I close my eyes. Think rationally Jakob. My eyes snap back open. "Straddle my lap."

Slowly, he stops what's he doing, breathing hard, body shaking. "W-what?"

"I said straddle my lap." I repeat, still stroking myself. Before another beat passes, Simon's sliding his perfect ass over my thighs, looking down at me with those stunning, jade green eyes with one hundred percent trust.

I grab him by his hips and drag him closer until our dicks are touching. He gasps softly, biting his lip again. Fuck, it's so distracting when he does that.

Looking up at his eyes, I start out slow, stroking our members together. I want to see his reaction to the sensation. I smirk as he releases his poor bleeding lip, and lets his jaw fall open.

"J-Jake," He squeaks, grabbing my shoulders for support.

"You like this baby?"

I struggle to speak myself. The friction of my hand against us both is already amazing, but combined with the friction of our cocks sliding against each other? Mind blowing.

He chokes on his words. "I l-love...it f-aster."

At his request I grit my teeth and stroke my hand faster. His hips jerk up, making us both hiss in pleasure. He starts doing it as a constant.

"Oh fuck." I let my head fall back against his computer chair, which we're sat upon. I try to focus on not cumming so we can make this last longer, but God it feels so good.

I'm stirred by the soft feeling of full, sweet lips pressing hungrily against my own and my brain switches from fried to complete mush.

I almost forget to keep moving my hand because I'm so intoxicated by the feeling of everything all at once.