Jake Andrich Jerking Off Novels & Stories

Nathan whispered in her ear. “Fuck you, man. You’d cum early too if you were on this end. Fuck,” Jake said as he closed his eyes and began to thrust in her. “Oh,” she cried out. He grabbed one of Jackie’s breasts as he drew out of her and whacked his meat until he came. “Ah. Whoa!” Jake exclaimed as he slowly swam away from them. Nathan stopped pumping and said, “Jake got me curious. Turn around, baby.” He drew his penis out of her.

My stepbrother was standing there watching me jerk off to gay p**n and he was getting hard too. Jake pushed his sweatpants down just enough for his cock to spring free. It was heavy and thick with a slight curve. The head was already shiny. He wrapped his big hand around it and started stroking in time with me. "Shit," he muttered. "You look good like this. All flushed and desperate." He climbed onto the bed without asking. The mattress dipped under his weight. He knelt beside me and kept stroking himself. His free hand reached out and brushed my thigh.

I says as I sit fully on him and he has his eyes shut tightly, I can feel the way he is jerking inside of me, full of life and so close to cumming too soon. I should slow down for him but I don't, instead I brace myself and begin to bounce on his cock, the wet slaps of our bodies meeting fills the room even louder than the thunders. I imagine mom waking up to the sound and wondering what's going on. “Kanny! Oh fuck…Kanny…it's so…so tight” Jake cries out, tears streaming down his face as he sobs under me, “please…please…” he begs as I ride harder and faster.

I knew I was soaked just that fast. Jake pushed my skirt up and started pulling down on my panties. I raised my hips, allowing him to pull them off. With a swift tug, Jake pulled me down on the couch, so I was lying flat on the couch. He placed his hands on either side of my head, balancing over me. “Tell me if this is too much, okay? I don’t want to do anything you don’t want to do.” I nodded, encouraging him to continue.

"She'll never become my woman, sure as hell wouldn't become my fiancée." His fingers pumped into me faster, his hands squeezed my breasts. His fingers rubbed my core really fast, edging me, distracting me from the turmoil outside the room where we hid ourselves. My legs trembled, the heat in my body fueled, my eyes teary as he tugged on my tits with his teeth before relieving the slight ache with his tongue. My breathing quickened, Rosie kept raining profanities, lust as well as pleasure clouded my senses. Alpha Jax urged me by saying dirty words I would normally find offensive.

There I was arched back on the dock, tits thrust up, wet hair plastered to my neck. Another one, me climbing out of the water, thighs flexing, bikini wedged up between my ass cheeks. “You like these ones best? The ones where you can almost see everything?” Jake’s hand moved under the blanket again, slow and deliberate this time. “Yeah. We do.” I looked straight at him. “Show me.” He froze for a second, eyes searching my face like he was waiting for the punchline. When I didn’t laugh or back down, he swallowed hard and tugged the blanket aside.

He pulled his boxers down and his cock sprang out, long, thick and dark. Then he commanded. “Suck it.” I didn’t waste time. I got up on my knees and arched my body into a doggy position. I leaned forward and held his dick. The moment my innocent little hands touched him, he shut his eyes and threw his head back. I moved and I swirled my toungue around his tip. “Fuck…” Jake cursed, and i laughed softly over his dick. “You’ve been dreaming about this, haven’t you?.” I said teasingly, before I shoved his full length into my mouth.

Rimming and sucking both holes like a treasure. The orgasm hit me harder than anything before. My asshole spasmed on his mouth, milking him. He groaned and flooded my mouth with hot juicy cum. We lay there afterward, breathing hard. Tyler stroked my back almost gently. “I’ve wanted to do that on his bed for weeks,” he admitted. The door clicked open. Jake stood in the doorway, a gym bag dropping from his hand. His eyes moved from my naked body, to Tyler’s arm still draped over me, to the obvious mess between my legs.

"You gonna take your punishment like a man? Or are we gonna tell the whole school what a secret cock-hungry bitch their star running back really is?" Jake's mouth went dry. His cock twitched visibly, another bead of pre-cum rolling down the shaft. He hated how his body was reacting, but he could not stop it. Marcus smiled wide, teeth flashing. "Good. Because we are just getting started." He reached down and wrapped one big hand around Jake's throbbing cock, giving it one slow, firm stroke that made Jake's hips jerk involuntarily. "Look at that," Marcus chuckled. "Already leaking more. This is gonna be a long night for you, straight boy."

He hugged Tyler, slapped his back, then looked at me over my son’s shoulder with pure filthy hunger in his eyes. Dinner was torture. We sat at the table — Tyler talking excitedly about the tournament, Jake nodding along casually — while I tried not to squirm. Jake’s foot kept brushing mine under the table. At one point he texted me under the table: **Jake:** Spread your legs. Feel my cum still inside you? I did. My pussy clenched hard around nothing, leaking more of him into my panties. I was soaked again. Later that night, after Tyler went to bed, I was in the kitchen cleaning up when Jake slipped in through the back door like a shadow.