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Jack groaned softly against the juncture of Dennis’s thigh, catching his breath for a moment. His teeth nipped lightly at the pale flesh there, lips latching, sucking a soft bruise. On the other thigh, Jack rubbed gentle circles against his warm skin, soothing the shakiness that wracked through the younger man’s body.
“C’mon,” Jack whispered breathlessly, peering up at Dennis through his lashes, smirking lazily. “You’ve got another one in you, don’t you? I mean, you’ve only given me two orgasms so far, my love.”
Dennis whined softly, toes curling lightly when the older man’s hot breath puffed over his sensitive cunt, making his cock twitch. It was true, he had only given Jack two orgasms, despite knowing he was capable of way more. Eight, maybe? That was his record, at least from what he remembered. Jack was very good at pulling orgasm after orgasm from him like it was nothing, making Dennis come until he forgot his own name, and where he was. Though, Jack always brought him back down to earth with gentle kisses and cuddles, more often than not a warm bath and some take out. He knew that he had more in him, especially with the way the older man was touching him.
“O-Okay,” Dennis managed, a little smile on his lips. Without another word, Jack latched back onto his cock, sucking slow but firm, his tongue swirling lazily as Dennis squirmed and whined underneath him. His back arched from the bed, another lewd moan escaping his bitten lips. His skin was covered in a sheen of sweat, blush kissing at all the raised points of his body, brushes and love bites littering his milky skin, leaving behind evidence of Jack’s insatiable attraction. Trembling, Dennis tangled his fingers in the older man’s hair, giving it a gentle tug right as Jack’s tongue dipped down and lapped at his open, needy hole. “Oh! F-Fuckkk!”
Jack grinned once again, pressing the pads of two fingers against Dennis’s slick hole, slowly pushing them in with a low moan, “Yeah? You like that, baby?” He purred, thrusting his fingers nice and slow, pulling back slightly to watch Dennis’s cunt swallow his fingers, drooling around them messily. “You’re so wet…think you’re gonna squirt for me, hm?” Jack’s voice was both gruff and soft, sending shivers down the younger man’s spin, skin raised in goosebumps.
The younger man nodded enthusiastically, spreading his legs wider, “Y-Yeah, please keep going, Sir.” Dennis pleaded quietly, his eyes teary and full of need. Jack didn’t need to be asked more than once, despite how lovely Dennis sounded when he was begging and whining for the man’s touch. Fortunately and unfortunately for himself, he was far too eager to get his mouth back on that delicious cunt. He pumped his fingers in and out at a steady pace, licking and sucking over Dennis’s thick tdick, humming around it. His eyes fluttered shut, fingers curling inside of the younger man, pressing against that special spot inside of him, the one that always got Dennis screaming.
Dennis’s hands flew from the older man’s hair, tangling in the crumpled sheets underneath him, gripping so hard that his knuckles turned white. White hot pleasure was building in his stomach, muscles clenched almost painfully tight. He couldn’t relax fully, body switching between stiff and limp, unable to stop himself from squirming. “Hnngh! O-Oh my god, Jack! Oh, fuck!” He babbled, eyes rolling back into his head as pleasure continued to shoot through his body and burn brightly at his core. “Oh! D-Don’t stop!” Dennis pleaded, gasping when Jack pushed his knees back, forcing his feet into the air.
If anything, Jack simply doubled his efforts. “Hold your legs in place,” He grunted, pushing three fingers back into Dennis’s sticky cunt, his own cock twitching at the lewdly wet sounds filling the room. Dennis did as he was told, hooking his arms around the backs of his knees, holding himself in half. “That’s it. Good pup,” Jack praised, and Dennis’s head only grew fuzzier. The older man pounded at his cunt with his fingers, curling them harshly, pressing twice as firm against the sweet spot inside of Dennis, making the younger man cry out lewdly.
He was so close again. He wanted to come so badly, but he also didn’t want it to end. Though, he wasn’t sure if Jack was ready to end things just yet. Dennis was an absolute mess, moaning and whimpering as tears welled in his eyes, spilling down his hot cheeks. He couldn’t hold it back anymore, he needed to come so badly, needed to let go of the ball of pleasure pressing heavy on his lower stomach. Jack always knew when his puppy was close, never relenting his efforts as he worked Dennis through his loud and intense orgasm. He wailed in pleasure, cunt spasming and clenching as he began squirting all over Jack’s lower face and his hand, wetting the sheets around them. He worked the younger man through it, pulling his fingers free for a moment, panting.
Squirt dripped from the older man’s chin as he looked up at Dennis, mouth open, panting heavily. He licked his lips, before slowly kissing up Dennis’s shaking body, his lips soon finding the other’s neck. “You did so good,” He whispered, slowly bringing his hand up, slipping his fingers into Dennis’s open mouth. “Suck, Dennis. Lick Sir's fingers clean,” Jack instructed with a hazy smile. Dennis did as he was told, the tears in his eyes drying up for the most part, the stream coming to a slow standstill. His mind was still all foggy, floaty and soft, far away in that special place Jack always helped him get to. Blanketed by the warm heaviness of subspace, Dennis slowly pulled his head back until Jack’s fingers slipped from between his lips.
“Thank you,” Dennis whispered out, looking down. “What…What about you?”
Jack huffed out a small laugh, his eyes crinkling in that charmingly soft way in the corners. “Don’t worry about me, Pup.” He shook his head, clean hand cradling Dennis’s face, brushing the hair from his forehead slowly. “Just eating you out is enough to get me right where I need to be, dove. Why don’t I go run us a bath and then we can…”
“Order Chinese food and watch Eternal Sunshine?” Dennis finished the man’s sentence with a small smile, his breathing slowly calming down. God, he was going to sleep so well tonight.
“My favorite," Jack chuckled, taking his crutches when Dennis handed them to him. He carefully got out of bed and made his way into the bathroom, going to draw them both a bath.
As Jack added bubbles and salts into the warm water, Dennis grinned up at the ceiling lazily. He let out a little sigh, before getting up to strip the waterproof blanket from the bed, tossing it into the laundry basket. He remade the bed, excited for the cosy night that was promised to him.
Soft music drifted from the bathroom, along with Jack’s voice as he called; “C’monnnnn! Waters just right!”
Smiling, Dennis did as told.
The water really was just right.