Thomas rails Jacob

Perspective: Thomas

Jacob was in my arms. Sweet, ridiculous Jacob, who never seemed to go out or do much of anything. This cute little post-twink (that's a twink who just got a little chubby, but was very much still smooth and pretty) that I had been fantasising about for a month was in my arms. I wasn't wasting a moment of this, so I led him into Aaron's room by the hand without thinking. The other three followed us, already kissing one another.

The little chat I'd had with Aaron seemed to have done the trick, more effectively than I could have imagined. He had panicked when he'd first found out, which was totally reasonable, but I convinced him to be open to the idea of the four of us - five, including the stranger currently stripping Aaron of his shirt - having some fun. I knew he'd come around if he was anything like Max, who had jumped at the chance to suck my dick earlier tonight. And now I was pushing Jacob onto the bed and whispering his name. "I can't believe..." I moaned before kissing him. He returned my kiss with a ferocity that made me forget to finish my sentence. Besides which, there were so many ways I could have finished it. I can't believe I'm on top of you. I can't believe I'm stripping you of your clothes. I can't believe how hot everyone in this room is. I can't believe nobody is stopping us from exploring each other. I can't believe you're reaching down to feel my hard cock.

We stripped, fast. Still making out at the top of the bed, I began to laugh at the passion Jacob was displaying. "When did you get laid last?" I whispered.

He shook his head. "Way too fucking long." He was pumping my cock, which was average in size but pretty thick - or so I had been told. Jacob's dick, though, was something else. I couldn't tell exactly how long it was, but it was almost perfectly straight. I don't know if I'd ever thought to describe a cock as "gorgeous" before then, but no other word came to mind. I remembered that people liked to be called gorgeous, so I said to him: "You're fucking gorgeous."

He practically melted. If Jacob had spent a lot of time on Grindr (something I'd never bothered with), he might not have gotten much complimenting from the gremlins on that app. Or maybe he just had really shitty self-esteem. Whatever the reason, this naked boy I was holding broke into such a sweet smile as we made out. "I haven't done the work to bottom," he said, and I understood what he meant, "but if you want to fuck me anyway we can try it."

"Jesus, yes," I said. I didn't care if it didn't work out - there was no way I was saying no to this guy. I hauled him up using my strength (I always liked picking up guys, and had done it to people heavier than Jacob was), and bent him over. I saw that Aaron had a bottle of lube on his bedside table. I'd never seen it in the few times I'd visited his room before (all for innocent reasons, sadly), then I remembered that Aaron had just taken the stranger's cock before we'd arrived. What luck, I thought.

I lubed up my cock and prepared to fuck Jacob from behind. He was wiggling his ass slowly at me, like I needed more encouragement. I pushed a single lubed finger into his hole, taking care to not go too quickly. If he really hadn't been fucked in a while, it was probably a good idea to take it slow. But his hole opened up to me, and he moaned softly. I leaned over him, positioning my cock right next to his ass, and kissed his neck before whispering into his ear.

"Nobody in this house is going to tell you to be quiet. Get loud, cutie."