big things

jason little. preston military academy. g'day! PACO CABAL | ANDRE HYTES | JASON LITTLE

[prestonlittle]

prestonbxys​:

His eyes locked on the other’s growing bulge he can’t help but wonder if he was the cause for this. Surely it couldn’t be him, and yet there it was. The twitch, a movement so noticeable Sammy would have to be blind to miss it. Jason’s thick cock causing the towel to bounce slightly as his massive bulge began to grow larger. It was all the push Sammy needed to know that he should keep going. Hell the mere sight of it had Sammy choking back a moan that he tried to cover with a cough. Taking a calming breathe he slowly lifts his eyes to meet Jasons as he smiles with a wickedness hidden beneath. 

“W-would you maybe… I mean… Could you maybe help me out? My back’s been killing me, and you always gave the best massages. Please big bro? I promise not to ask again” As he spoke he slowly hid his face in his arms. Hips raising up and slowly waving his ass back and forth in hopes that he might get Jason’s hands on him. 

Jason hadn’t even considered the possibility that his young friend would’ve been able to see his dick from his vantage point opposite him, underneath the towel that did little to guard his modesty, making him look even larger by comparison. Worse, he had no idea that Sammy could probably see his growing erection.

“Huh? Oh, I— I suppose I could do that for you,” Jason says, faintly smiling to the younger man, watching hungrily as Sammy practically offered his tight, perky rear to him on a silver platter. He gets up and joins Sammy on the other side, putting a tentative hand on the boy’s slender back, feeling the compact muscle beneath his skin. “Where do you want it...” he asks, already feeling like he may not be able to control himself now that he was touching the boyish hunk.

[prestonlittle]

prestonbxys​:

Sammy couldn’t help but giggle at the surprise in Jason’s voice. Smiling wickedly as he gripped the other’s cock tight around the base. Fingers barely wrapping around the girth as he slowly began to pump Jason’s cock for him. His free hand sliding up firm abs and over powerful pecs as he teased the older man’s body. “S-sorry Jay, couldn’t help it. Heard you out in the hall and I had to come help my big bro out. After what happened last time well, I just needed it again.” He bats his eyes sweetly as he leans over the other man so that he can place tender kisses along his throat and jawline. 

Slowly he picks up speed, working the cock faster and harder. Thumb brushing over the other’s slit to swipe at the pre-cum building there and using it to help slick the other’s rod. His mouth latching onto Jason’s neck as he sucks in an effort to leave a mark. “Please… please big bro let me ride you, wanna feel you inside me again, please can we do it again?” His voice comes out as a moan, desperate and needy as he begs Jason for round 2. 

If you had told Jason years ago that Sammy —sweet, little Sammy— had such a voracious need to be filled with cock, he wouldn’t have believed you. The young man straddling he saw now was worlds away from the kid brother of his friends and colleagues. The worst part was that it was just as arousing to him as it was repellent.

Sammy referring to him as “big bro” only added to the sick perversion of it all, and yet, it only made his glistening dick harder in Sammy’s grasp. “Sam—” groans Jason, his hands planted firmly as Sammy’s sides, as though to keep him from getting away. (That was something Jason did not have to worry about.) “We can’t... this is wrong.” One time was a mistake. Two times wouldn’t been a habit.

[prestonlittle]

prestonslxts​:

Maxwell had been hiding out from his mentor for the past few hours. Noel had been begging him to let him shave his hair and Maxwell’s current tactic was to stall as long as possible and to seek refuge literally anywhere except his room. After his shower, the former model dressed in just a towel wrapped around his waist sought out the room of one of the other cadets he had been fucking nightly.

To his surprise, when he twisted the door knob to the wrong room, he saw the mentor in bed touching himself and he almost whimpered at the sight, the gorgeous man with the huge cock just touching himself, “Oh, uh-” he stammered as he looked at the sight in front of him, truly a hot sight that was turning him on. “Sir” he cleared his throat, his own cock growing more hard as he stared at the other, “Can I hide out in here for a bit?” he asked meekly. There was noting meek about Maxwell but he was trying to escape his mentor for a little bit and this seemed like a good plan with an unexpected bonus.

It all happened so fast. One moment Jason was jerking himself off to a hazy, lust-ridden stupor, and then he found himself face-to-face with Maxwell, as though there were nothing unusual happening right now. At least that’s how it seemed to Jason, completely snapped back to reality when he realized he wasn’t alone.

“What—?” asks Jason, covering himself up as though to make himself forget that his privacy was just invaded. “Uh, sure...” he says, hoping this moment would end just as quickly as it began. “What are you doing here...?”

[prestonlittle]

prestonbxys​:

Sammy had wanted to talk to Jason after what had happened in the suana. Things had gotten pretty heated pretty fast, and well afterwords Sammy hadn’t really been much for talking. Hell he’d hardly been able to walk back to his own dorm room, legs all but broken from how brutally destroyed he’d been. So here he was, a few days later and sneaking up to Jason’s door when he knew he’d be alone. This talk after all shouldn’t be in front of prying eyes. No it was much better if they could speak alone. Stepping up to the door he’d just been about to knock when he heard a low moan. Stopping in his motions he waited a moment, maybe he’d heard wrong, but then there it was again that low and needy moan. Sammy’s heart began to pound in his chest, was Jason with someone? No, it didn’t sound like anyone else was in there. Instead of knocking, or even backing away to leave Jason in peace, Sammy instead found himself grabbing the door handle. It was unlocked and without time for second guessing he was slipping inside the room and locking the door behind him. 

Stepping inside he was greated with the most beautiful sight. Jason splayed out and jack hammering his massive cock. Immediatly Sammy grew hungry for it, he wanted to feel the other deep inside him again. Slowly he began to undo his uniform, stripping free of his clothes until he was standing naked. Moving into the room he carefully slid onto the bed so that he was straddling Jason. His hand reaching down and gripping the others cock. “Mind if I help you out Jay?” 

Before Jason could snap himself back to reality and protect his modesty, as it were, he opens his eyes to discover a naked Sammy, equally as naked as himself. The sight of it was enough to pull Jason out of his lusty, half-asleep haze.

“Sammy—” he says, swallowing a moan as he takes his hand off his cock and throws the sheets over his nude lower half. “What are you doing here? I was— I thought I was alone.” This was just as embarrassing as their little sauna rendezvous, only now it was Jason who was caught in the act of something salacious. Before he got an answer, Sammy’s lithe little body found its way atop Jason’s massive frame, with the covers removed and his aching dick in the kid’s hand. “I don’t— we shouldn’t do it again—”

[prestonlittle]

prestonbxys​:

This was so embarrassing, how could he get caught practically fucking himself open while moaning Jason’s name. If it had been anyone else who had walked in maybe he could have saved some face, but no it had to be one of his crushes. Trying to smile through it all he just nods eagerly at Jason’s every word, his cheeks a bright and vibrant pink that he prayed he could blame on the heat of the sauna. “It’s a public space though, sh-shouldn’t you be upset I’m using it like this. I mean… This can’t be very appropriate right Jay? I just couldn’t help myself though… the steam felt so nice, and my body was just melting into it.”

Sammy’s eyes widen as Jason takes his seat opposite him. As the older man’s legs spread wide he’s given a full viewing of that massive cock that sits so pretty between his legs. The boys mouth goes dry as he tries to swallow, tongue darting out to lick his parched lips. He’d never seen Jason like this before, never had the chance to get this clear of a glimpse. The boy wanted more though, he wanted the chance to taste it, to feel its power, to ride it until he collapsed in a sweat mess on top of his older brothers friend. Fuck he was so fucked, but what should he do. He didn’t want to ruin the moment and have this taken from him, but if he’d learned anything it was that he needed to be bold. 

“My very own private bodyguard huh?” Voice cracking just slightly under his nerves but the boy presses on. “I’m so glad I have you to keep me safe, you’re like one of my big brothers. I could trust you with anything…” His eyes dart back down to the massive cock and it’s in this moment he knows he’s sure of what he wants. “Say Jason… would you mind helping me with something?” He smiles sweetly as he slowly raises his hips just barely off the bench so that he can reposition his cock and show off his ass at the same time. 

It wouldn’t have been truthful for Jason to claim that he didn’t think Sammy was cute, but catching him with a plug stuffed in his ass like this really did a number on his ability to not see the young man as a sexual being. He was certainly not a kid anymore. And that was the problem. How was he supposed to go on with his life, seeing Sammy in the hallway and not remember this moment? The thought of it alone, much less the image directly opposite him, was enough to make his cock stiffen with lust.

(And Sammy almost definitely could notice his dick twitching under the towel.)

“Glad to hear it,” Jason says lazily. That was a bold-faced lie. Thinking of himself as Sammy’s older brother only made the thoughts in his head more perverted... and yet he still thought it was hot as hell. “What’s that, kiddo?” he asks, noticing the curve of Sammy’s ass as he shifted his body, wondering what his pink little pucker must have looked like right about now...

[prestonlittle]

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Whew, what a day. Jason just went though hours of work —physical and otherwise— and all he wanted to do was sleep. As soon as he waltzed into his quarters, he (almost quite literally) collapsed onto his bed, but not before stripping off every last piece of clothing on his enormous body. (Jason obviously preferred sleeping in the nude, feeling the soft draperies of his bed against his smooth, hairless skin...

But despite his tiredness, he couldn’t quite fall asleep. Not yet. Maybe he just had to tire himself out.

Sliding the covers off his body, his hand wanders down to his flaccid cock, which quickly grew harder and harder by the second as he began touching himself, thinking of that guy he saw in the showers earlier who nearly made him bust a load right then and there... specifically reminding himself how sexy that ass was, so soft and supple but toned in all the right places...

“Fuck—” Jason moans, gently working his shift in steady, firm stroke, feeling pre-come ooze out of the head when his fingers made contact there. Ever since the new term began, Jason was so focused on his work that he couldn’t even remember the last time he got off — either like this or with a partner. His hand couldn’t quite replicate the sensation of a tight, hot ass clenching around his dick, but this would just have to do for now...

But unbeknownst to him, Jason wasn’t exactly as alone as he thought he was. He forgot to lock the door upon entry, which itself was on the faultier side and prone to swaying slightly ajar, meaning anybody could have stumbled upon his intimate display of lust...

[tinglingpeter]

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[prestonlittle]

armymxn​:

Declan nodded his head as the other confirmed his suspicion. His brothers had told him that he was going to have to have his crowning glory shaved, but he thought they were just teasing him over it.

“Oh…okay” Declan nodded, his blue eyes widening at the idea of shearing his hair. He knew there was no use fighting it and that it wouldn’t help him out at all with his mentor. His hand reached up to brush back his hair and he nodded, “I guess I can make the sacrifice” he flashed a smile at the other, “The sacrifice might be more on you since you’ll have to see my entire face” the charismatic cadet joked. “My ex boyfriend used to love my hair so maybe this is meant to be” he added.

Jason at least appreciated that Declan took the news in stride and didn’t complain about it. He seemed like the kind of kid who knew that duties and obligations often meant a level of sacrifice. But Jason would be sad to see his lovely hair go the way of the clippers. He used to have hair like that himself...

“Aw, come on. You’re plenty handsome. Your ex obviously had good taste if he dated you at one point—” Jason says, not intending to sound like he was flirting with the cadet. (At least not intentionally...) “But yeah, well, we can meet in ten?”

[prestonlittle]

armymxn​:

Declan nodded his head as he looked at the handsome man before him. As long as the other wasn’t a huge jerk, he felt like he had hit the mentor lottery. “Over dinner?” Declan asked as he brushed back his hair from his face, “That sounds like a good plan. I can be done in ten” he promised.

The senator’s son asked, “Are you going to shave my head? Because if so then I won’t bother styling it for dinner” the blond tried to make light of the situation though he was nervous to be around the mentor.

And there was that classic question, which Jason honestly took no pleasure in, Quite the contrary. He knew how difficult it was for some to part with their hair, and Declan in particular had such nice golden locks that would be a shame to get rid of...

“Yeah, sorry about that,” Jason says, smiling at Declan’s attempt to spin the subject into a positive. “It’s not that bad, I promise. It’s hair, it’ll grow back, y’know? It’s really just a ceremonial thing. Gets you into the mindset of sacrifice. Besides, you’r good-looking enough that it won’t affect your ability to pick up chicks when you leave here, I promise...”

[prestonlittle]

prestoncoinforrester​:

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“This. Is. Fucking. Boring.” Ashley groaned out, much like a spoiled child would, as he sank back in his seat; his loud complaint filling the mostly empty canteen around him. Sitting forward again, he took a sip from the soda he had on the table in front of him before turning to look at the man seated at the table with him.

“You look just as fucking bored,” he started as he pointed over at the other, “So let’s make things interesting. Here.” Digging through the bag at his feet, the scruffy blonde produced a ragged boxed deck of cards from his things and dropped it onto the table between them. “Wanna play a few quick rounds of Black Jack? First person to win five rounds get’s a prize– and instead of betting money, because we are above gambling here at Preston… let’s wager a blowjob.” He challenged with a playful smirk. “So, does that sound good to you? First person to win five times get’s sucked off? Or would you rather bet something else?”

Jason was pretty damn bored tonight. Seemed like everybody was an early sleeper lately, which was good ultimately —and Jason himself usually slept around this time himself— but for whatever reason, he was awake and restless. At least he had someone to commiserate with.

“That obvious?” he smirks, sitting up closer to his colleague. The offer was tempting, especially since Jason had a reputation of being pretty damned good at all card games. It would be an easy win for sure. “I dunno, I’m not sure how your husband would feel about that...” Jason chuckles. “But we could still make it interesting, turn it into a game of strip Black Jack...”

[prestonlittle]

prestoncoinforrester​:

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Turning as he heard someone approach the door to the room he’d be sharing with his cadet, Michael was disappointed to see someone else standing in the doorway; he was hoping it would Ashley but he should have known his husband was off getting himself into trouble rather than coming to check on him. 

“Hey, sorry. I was half-expecting someone else.” He mumbled as an apology for how annoyed he looked by the other’s presence. With a shrug of his shoulders, the frustration rolled off of him and was replaced with a colder, blank slate as his attention turned back to the person with him. “Was there something you needed? Please tell me you have a question about the Cadet Bowl. This– this isn’t– shit– is this about that cadet going around telling people I’m some kind of laptop guru? I’ve already fixed seven different cadet’s laptops today… if you’re here because you need something fixed too fine… but you have to promise me I’m not going to find any Furry Porn on whatever it is i’m fixing for you today. I’ve already come across that once today and that is not something I want to go through again.”

“Wow, people are usually happy to see me, mate,” Jason chuckles, trying his best not to hide the mild offense under his smiling face. (Jason could be real sensitive when he wanted.) “But I am happy to see you. Always am.” Jason really just couldn’t help being charming and polite at all times. Even when he was deep inside someone— 

Never mind.

“I actually did wanna ask you something about that,” says Jason. “Well, uh, not entirely about the Cadet Bowl, but about my laptop... is it a good thing when the screen goes all blue with white writing all over it? I’m pretty sure it’s not, but you’re the only person I trust with that sort of thing...”

[prestonlittle]

mentorsmen​:

“I get along with most people.” Riki offered brightly, despite that not being proven correct. Dirk was exactly what he hadn’t wanted in a mentor. The captain terrified him.

“Mhm! Perfect for tugging!” He grinned happily, looping his fingers through the medium brown strands and giving the older man a demonstration. “Y’know… if the occassion ever arises, that is.” Je shrugged, as though the thought had been completely innocent, as if his eyes weren’t still flicking down to Jason’s cock every few seconds in interest.

“It’s something I’m proud of.” He nodded seriously for a moment. “Getting rid of it worries me. I spent so long growing it… it’ll take ages to get it back to normal.”

“I used to have long hair once…” Jason muses, remembering how his blond locks used to flow down his shoulders. That seemed like forever ago no, with him fast approaching forty and feeling his youth fade away… and then he remembers that he’s supposed to be projecting confidence in front of this cadet.

“Well, just remember that it’s not forever. It’ll grow back someday… you’re lucky you’re handsome with or without the hair. Some people absolutely lose their looks when they get a haircut.”

[prestonlittle]

troublemakermilo​:

Milo glared at the tall, muscular blond. His “mentor”, Mr. Little. Like he cared. Mentor might as well have just been another word for prison guard, and he couldn’t have cared less. “What do you think I’m doing, dick?” he said, waving his own equipment at the guy, with a sneer. “Showing you Preston Pricks just what I think of your shit school, and your conformist bullshit clothes!” 

He flipped the man off, and then turned back to the walls of the school, and the dorm windows, shouting. “You can all suck on my fat one, you sheep! This ain’t a school, its a fuckin’ prison!” He jumped and hollered his protests, laughing at his own ridiculous insults, and bouncing about, until he bounced himself backwards into his mentor, and then twisted, surprised, and ended up falling onto his ass on the grass beneath him. “Man, get the fuck outta my way,” he snarled, as he tried to almost crab-walk away from Little.

Jason was no prude, but Milo’s language was very uncalled for and rude. They barely knew one another and yet, the cadet felt he could just speak to his mentor like that. Very offense to him.

“I don’t make the rules, you know—” Jason sighs. At the very least, Milo was obviously no physical threat to him, and the younger man’s attempt to lash out physically was met with incredible resistance from his massive body. “C’mon, mate, you don’t have to make this so hard on yourself...”

[prestonlittle]

prestonproctors​:

Still too distracted to actually worry about closing his bag, Eddie adjusted the strap on his shoulder as he offered Jason a loose smile. “Uh, yeah, okay… cool.” Having the gargantuan man guide him to the canteen wouldn’t be the worst way to spend his morning; especially since he was genuinely horrible with directions– it might even give him something to fantasize about once he finally got back to his room.

Eddie wasn’t able to maintain his cool for long though. At the mention of getting dressed, and how cold it was, his eyes dropped to the man’s massive pecs– and as soon as he saw his erect nipples he immediately started thinking about this video he watched on his phone of a man worshipping another man’s chest… and it was starting to arouse him as he placed himself, and Jason, into that fantasy instead. “Uh, yeah.” He mumbled as he shook his head to clear his thoughts. “That’s– that’s fine. I’ll, uh… give you some privacy?” He questioned before slowly turning around, his back– and the opened bag hanging off of it– facing the mentor as he stared blankly at the wall that was now in front of him.

Jason wasn’t particularly paying attention to the way Eddie was checking him out, making a meal of his incredible physique so plainly with his eyes — this wasn’t a new occurrence for him. He was used to this kind of attention so much that it just went over his head! Besides, he didn’t want to seem vain or assume that everybody wanted to fuck him. Even if that was, low-key, the truth.

He grabs his shirt. “Don’t really mind either way, if I’m honest,” he says with a cheeky grin, smirking at Eddie’s sheepishness. Nudity was not a big deal to Jason at all and he would have been fine dressing (and undressing) in front of him, but alas.

And that’s when he noticed it.

Is that my underwear? he thought to himself, before realizing that it indeed was. Suddenly Eddie seemed a lot more perverted than Jason first assumed... and not in a bad way. Maybe playing with him would be fun.

“Hey, have you seen my dirty clothes anywhere?” he asks, feigning confusion. “Had ‘em right here, now they’re gone—”

[prestonlittle]

troublemakermilo​:

Heated

Milo looked down at the pile of clothes and kindling on the ground, as the small flame he’d just started began to pick up strength. He could feel the fire against his bare skin. He’d muddled his way through his first day of classes in the uniform Preston’s management had informed him would be required for him, but he’d done it only in preparation of the stunt he planned for after classes were finished. Then he’d come out to the back lawn, by the dorm windows, so that all the prissy cadets could see him as they filled their rooms after their own classes. He’d grabbed some newspaper along the way, and snagged a bunch of dry fallen leaves, poetic in their matching flame oranges and reds. Then he’d stripped naked, and set the pile a-blaze, and snickered a heartless sound. 

As the fire grew, he looked up at the door windows, and shouted. “Fuck all of you shitty, useless pricks! Fuck all of you, and fuck Preston!” With one hand, he flipped the building the bird, with the other, he took ahold of his cock, almost half hard in his excitement, and started pissing on the small fire before him. It wasn’t enough to put the fire out, but it was enough to make his naked, angry protest even more poignant. “This’ll teach these fuckers who the fuck I am,” he growled, and swung his cock about, leaking piss all over the ground around him.

@jasonlittle

First few weeks of a new term usually proved difficult, especially if the cadets were a bit rowdy and looking to lash out at their new surroundings. Jason understood it. So many of these young men didn’t exactly choose to be there, and Jason was sympathetic to it. 

However...

Some cadets were easier to get along with than others. Declan was respectful and polite. And then there was Milo.

Jason spent the better part of an hour looking for Milo until finally seeing him at a makeshift bonfire, of sorts, setting fire to things. “Milo, what are you doing...?” he says, rushing up the the cadet. “This is breaking at least three rules I can think of...”

[prestonlittle]

armymxn​:

Declan was playing dumb for sure and trying to be as polite and diplomatic as possible. “That’s really good to hea-” he started before he saw one of the other mentors enter the locker room and high five who was now confirmed to be his mentor.

His blue eyes widened slightly as he smiled and shook his head, “Well, I guess that saves me the effort of trying to find my mentor” Declan tried to make light of the situation and then said in a professional manner, “I’m excited to be working together” as if this was some group project for class.

“I suppose you would be right about that,” Jason smiles, still mildly embarrassed about being exposed so plainly. He thought he was doing such a good job at pretending, too. Oh well. Now that the curtain had been lifted, he may as well get himself into mentor mode. 

He nods. “Same. Usually I like to get to know my cadets over dinner, so I could let you finish up and maybe we’ll meet in the canteen? Think you’ll be done in ten?”

[dailywilliams]

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