his tight pucker. Jake lay on his side with his head rested on his elbow. His shirt lifted up from the band of his jeans exposing a light trail of blonde hair.

Patrick couldn’t take the silence anymore. He got up and walked over to the edge of the bed between Jakes’ legs. Jake propped himself up on his elbows and leaned far back exposing his muscled stomach.

“So are you just interested in just talking?” Jake asked.

Patrick got on top of Jake the weight of his body pressing him down against the bed. He could feel Jake was just as hard as he was.

“Oh no, I don’t want to just talk,” he whispered in the boy’s ear.

Patrick slowly traced the outer edge of Jakes’ ear with his tongue. It sent shivers up and down his body. His hands slipped underneath Jakes’ shirt. His fingers caressed every inch of his smooth hairless chest. Patrick smiled; he loved the way his skin felt against his rough hands. He tweaked the boys’ nipples until they were nice and hard. Jake opened his mouth and moaned lightly. Patrick pulled off the boys’ shirt and tossed it to the side. He then began to unbuckle his belt and his jeans. Before long Jake was wearing only a stained pair of white briefs. His cock was hard and pressed against the cotton.

“You have such a beautiful body,” Patrick whispered.

The boys’ scent was driving him crazy. It was the right mix of cheap cologne, innocence, and sweat.

“You’re a little overdressed.”

“Am I?” Patrick lay back onto the bed. “Then why don’t you do something about it?”

Jake rolled over on top of him and with shaky hands began unbuttoning his shirt. With every piece of clothing he stripped off Patrick’s body his eyes lit up. Patrick figured he was either inexperienced or just really into him, either was fine with him. When Jake had successfully stripped Patrick down to his boxers he stopped.

“Go ahead,” Patrick urged.

Jake bit down on his lower lip and ever so slowly peeled back Patrick’s boxers. His fat cock popped out. It was an average size, but to Jake it was the biggest thing he had ever seen. Instantly his mouth went for it. His tender young lips wrapped themselves around his thick shaft and he tried to take in as much as he could.

“Hey, easy buddy,” Patrick half moaned. “Go slow ok?”

Jake looked up at him, Patrick’s shaft between his lips. He nodded and in a slower motion began taking his length. Patrick rested his head against the pillows. For a novice he certainly knew how to work that mouth, he thought. He didn’t even have to give him any instructions. Jake’s mouth made Patrick moan uncontrollably. He held on to Jake’s head as his body began to tremble.

“Oh fuck man, you’re gonna make me shoot.”

In his mind Jake could already taste the hot cum. His hands grabbed at Patrick’s balls as he continued to pump his thick shaft. He looked up to watch Patrick’s facial expressions. He loved to watch a man cum, whenever he watched porn that was the one thing he focused on. He always thought there was something beautiful about it.

With just a few more strokes of his tongue he let it rip. The liquid shot between his lips with a force. He drank in all of the salty drink and pressed for more. Patrick moaned, his