Soooo I just read your recent Jake fic and that tongue thing was a jumpscare that spawned out of nowhere lmfaooo but I did also see your requests open and I always had a thought in ny of a younger nerdy (closeted/experimenting) Christian boy (but secretly pervy and freaky) Enha Jake x older openly gay and cunty male reader with a big booty Idk about the plot but it's just a thought I had and if you have time and are interested maybe you could give it a go >.<
guess whoโs back ๐ + youโre disgusting i like how you thinkโฆ
req by : anon
pairingsโ somewhat innocent! jake x dom m!reader
contains: mentions of religion, hypocrisy, smut, subby jake, dacryphilia, begging, mean dom reader, voyeurism(?), denial of release, overstimulation.
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hot boy hotline. it was a known all throughout the university that a single call could get any guyโs dick wet. itโs brought havoc, break ups, pleasure and controversies but jake knew better. he knew better not to callโ to not be involved. โitโs not a good thing to be involved with y/nโ is all he told himself.
yet there he was, pulling his jumper down to cover the bulge straining against his dark blue jeans, arms over his stomach as his chest leans toward the table, rosary dangling over his book. the study room silent as heavy panting and occasional whimpers and grunts leak from the storage room. the storage room jakeโs table was facing. his own ears red, teeth gnawing at his already pink lips.
itโs not like he hasnโt fantasied about calling your number. itโs that he canโt. itโs against everything he believes. homosexuality was a sin, one that he wasnโt willing to get thrown out of his family for. but here he was, hard and desperate for someone labelled as a โwhoreโ. the โwhoreโ who knocked the breath out of him when he first walked through the university gates.
his thoughts pause as the final broken moan invades the library. the door knob rattling a few seconds later. opening to reveal a random male student, clothes roughed up, sweat beads forming at his hairline. he quickly scurries away, leaving the library with haste. your entrance back into the library is what made him spiral. a graceful face that belonged to such a sinful body. small waist, collarbones on display, ass that looks soft to the touch. jake knew he wouldnโt be able to handle it, eye contact between the both of you now commencing.
โwhatโs up, you want a piece?โ
youโve never spoken to him before. he knew you saw all of this as just another way to make money but the mischievous glint in your eyes felt too real for him.
โw-what..? obviously not!โ he hurries to defend himself prior to you scoffing and walking off, exiting the library. his eyes travel down to the ass he so longed to grip. to fuck. to cum in continuously as you reassured him itโs okay to be gay, itโs okay that heโs three years younger than you, itโs okay to want this. the before bulge now a raging boner, jeans struggling to hold it back. abruptly he jolts up, pulls his jumper further down and returns to his dorm.
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he couldnโt help it. he couldnโt stop tugging at his dick, seeking release. tissues trashed his room, heโs sensitive and still extremely horny, your moans replaying in his filthy mind. heโs never had this problemโ itโs been hours since your first ever conversation with him yet he just couldnโt stop. heโs had enough. shaky hands reach for the phone on the nightstand. dialing the number he swore heโd never call. hot boy hotline.
after a few rings, your voice came through and it almost caused another orgasm.
โhello?โ
โf-fuckโฆplease y/n, iโll pay however much you want me too- ah shitโฆplease just let me-โ
the call cuts immediately, leaving a pleading jake in disarray. his hand giving up holding the phone, his whole hand now draped over his eyes as his hips buck. jake holds back tears from the rejection, he thought all you cared about was clients. he didnโt want to be just that. he wanted to the the special regular that you treated differently. the one that wouldnโt even have to charge because itโs genuine fun for you to be with him. thatโs when a notification rips through the sniffles and whines.
โdorm 1009.โ
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his eyes widen as you unbuckle his belt. breath hitching uncontrollably with each movement you make. he begged you to do this. pleaded so hard for that university experience he thought he could never have.
you never take your clients to your dorm, mostly out of respect for your dorm mates. but this was just a quick and easy session... or so you thought.
his body shivers as you leave him in his gray boxers, a puddle of darker gray in the middle area, triggering a smirk from you. itโs nothing new, yet so intriguing to see.
โp-pleaseโฆโ
โplease what, hmm?โ
you rest your chin on his lower stomach. as you watch him hide behind his veiny hands, glasses now tilted and steamed.
โi-iโve been wanting to do this so bad with you y/nโ iโve always wanted to callโ just please let meโฆiโll be good i promise-โ
heโs interrupted by his own whimpers as you trace his length through the cloth. hips desperately bucking, seeking more friction. the sight was enough to make your own dick start to ache. you run your hands along the outline of his tip, earning a strained groan.
โy/n, please- please donโt tease. iโve been cumming f-for hoursโฆโ he babbles, slurring his words together as his hips attempt to raise higher. itโs like heโs intoxicated by lust alone. it seems contagious as you begin to feel the atmosphere get heavier as you continually increases the volume on the sultry noises slipping from his mouth.
โlet me take care of this, okay?โ you steer him in the right direction as you straddle him, knees caging either side of his waist to the bed, both hands attempting to uncover his face.
after a few seconds of probing at his arms, he lets them down. glasses tilted, eyes watery, face completely flushed.
โfuckโฆjust let me take charge of thisโฆโ you rip your gaze away from his tear filled eyes, clawing through your bedside table, in search of a condom.
โyou know what size you are?โ
โi-ive never done this before- y/n- please, i canโt handle i-it anymoreโฆโ you place the condom on the bedside table as he babbles further, getting bolder he flips the position you were once both in. his arms cage you to your own bed as he looks down at you, his rosary hanging between the pair of you, spectating the sins taking place. slowly, you raise your hand to take off his stupid glasses. the room is filled with heavy breathing until your hand latches to his jaw, pulling him into a messy kiss.
he groans into the kiss, his dick twitching against your thigh. he was massive. you slip your tongue into his mouth, mentally undressing him. itโs sloppy and wet, he attempts to manoeuvre his tongue yet is unable to due to inexperience.
โbe a good boy and tell y/n your name.โ you hum into the messy kiss. he struggles to speak, his brain never staying loyal to one topic. โj-jakeโฆโ you let out a sigh break the kiss, now say right above his โproblemโ. finally taking off your cropped tee, he stares in awe, mouth slightly ajar as you feel him twitch beneath you. โwell jakeโฆโ you continue, โyouโre the most desperate fucker iโve ever metโฆand my line is riddled with sick fucks.โ unexpectedly, those harsh words resulted in a soft whimper.
you grab the condom previously abandoned on the table, pulling down his boxers as his size springs upwards. the cold air hitting his sensitive, precum dripping cock whilst his hips buck once again and another groan slips out. you tear the condom open with your teeth, sliding it on quickly to not work him up further.
your apple bottoms come off next, leaving you in your pink undies. surprisingly hard. who knew someone so irritating could get you like this? you grab a lube bottle, squirting it onto his condom protected lengthโ maintaining heated eyecontact. jakeโs veiny hands slid from the sheets to your soft, plush ass, squeezing softly, too scared youโd break in his hands.
before he even knew it you slammed yourself down onto him, all in one go. a shared choked moan and sequence of gasps following from the pair of you. โy-youโre so tight, y/nโฆgodโ he whispered as a sweat bead travelled down his chin.
โhe canโt help you nowโฆโ you curse under your breath as you begin to move, hips whining whilst his tip kisses your prostate. your pink, flushed length leaking onto his v-line as jake moaned with every second that passed.
a few desperate moments later, heโs already finished inside the condom twice, its contents squelching with each stuttered thrust.
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not too sure how i feel about this๐ง๐ง