I gasp as my back is slammed against my bedroom door, and soft lips connect with my exposed neck, Jack's hands on my ass and my legs hooked around his waist. I run my calloused fingers through his soft hair, curling my them in the blonde chunks and pulling slightly, smiling against his lips as I hear him let out a soft moan. My parents are out for the weekend and we are talking it to our full advantage of the situation. Jack tugs at the hem of my shirt so pull it over my head, fully relying on him to hold me up. Once my shirt is off Jack begins to work at my collar bone, marking me in deep purple blossoms. I hook a finger under his chin and bring his lips back to mine, slipping my tongue in his mouth and groaning at the sensation our dancing tongues bring. Jack spins, our lips still connected, and throws me on the bed. He rips off his shirt, staring at me with eyes full of hunger, and a second later his lips are back on mine, and his hips are grinding against my leg. Jack moves his mouth down to my chin, trailing kisses down until he makes it to my nipple, sucking it in his mouth and successfully making me arch my back at the touch. He grins at my motions and continues to nip and suck at the sensitive skin until I am a squirming mess beneath him. He pushes his body against mine and moves his mouth back to my ear. He nips on the skin lightly before whispering, “I'm going to make you feel so good baby,” his breath fanning on to my neck and making me shudder. A whine escapes my lips and I roll my body against Jacks in desperate need of friction. Jacks fingers running against my skin will forever be my favorite sensation. It's as if his fingers harbor electricity in their tips, specifically to excite me. As he runs his electric fingers even farther down my sides I fully relax my body, something I don't think I've done in the presence of another human being for at least a few years. No barrier remains between me and Jack anymore, the invisible wall I've spent the years creating in front of me dissolves and I allow my self something I never thought I would, I allow myself trust another person. I trust Jack with all my heart. I trust him to love me and my imperfections, I trust him more than I have ever trusted another person. So as the wall crumbles I allow my body to be exposed to him, I make no move to hide my scars or slightly flabby thighs like I have in every other sexual experience with the boy. I don't stiffen my legs towards each other and I don't pull my forearms to my body. Jack slides my boxers down my legs and moves his beautiful lips to the inside of my thigh, not even spending a moment looking at my scars or uneven patches of hair that I spend so many hours of so many days staring at, hating and wanting to destroy them. It's like to Jack my imperfections don't even mater or maybe they do but he thinks they add to what ever beauty he see's in me. A moan rips through the air as Jack places his lips on my tip and slides his tongue across the slit. Only after the action do I realize that moan was from my mouth and it continues to be followed by more as Jack bobs up and down. My hands fumble in the drawer of the bedside table next to me until I find the bottle of lube and throw it next to Jack. He removes one of his hands from where they're rubbing circles in my hips and grabs the bottle, popping his lips of my cock and instead focusing on slicking up three of his fingers. He slides one in and I barely stiffen but relax again, trying to become familiar with the still foreign sensation. As he pumps in and out he places his mouth back on to me bobbing his head and adding the second finger at the same time. He curls his fingers and I am sent into sensory over-load, gasping and moaning at the feeling of his tongue against me and fingers inside me. I forget about any pain I might be feeling right now and only feel Jack in every since of the word. White heat begins to pool in my stomach and I know that no mater how much I don't want him to stop, need him to keep going, I'm not going to last if he does.

“J-Jack, oh my god, I'm not g-gonna last,” I stammer out, choking on air and moaning.
Jack hums against me before popping his lips off and pulling his fingers out of me, wiping them messily on the sheets. He pours lube into his hand and pumps himself painfully slow before lining up with my entrance.

“Ready?” he asks suddenly face to face with me, eyes glowing with lust and lips shinny and wet. I viciously nod my head and he pushes inside me. I scrunch my eyes up at the pain and whimper, trying to ignore it because I need him to move so badly.

“G-go,” I say after only thirty seconds of adjusting.

“You sure?” he says sweetly, peppering kisses on my neck. I nod again and he begins to move, angling his hips at hitting that wonderful little ball of nerves. I moan like a porn star and Jack continues his movements until we're both fidgeting messes, moaning and sweating in pure ecstasy. Jacks fingers wind in my hair and he pulls anything but lightly, causing me to make a noise I didn't even know I was capable of making. After just a few minutes we're both spent, the fire in my stomach feels like it's taking over my whole body and I don't think I have ever felt this good before. Jack wraps his hand against my member and after just a few pumps I'm screaming and coming over both of a chests. Jack pulls out quickly and I flip him on his back, taking him into my mouth and sucking on the tip, running my tongue over the slit. I push down further until I have all of him in my mouth, sucking and bobbing. As I run my tongue up the vein on the side and moan against his skin I hear a scream of my name above me and Jack is coming in my mouth. I swallow quickly, only choking slightly. I pull myself back up to Jack and curl against his side, breathing heavy and skin sweaty. I twist his hair in my fingers and smile to myself because I just trusted someone.

Notes

*exasperated sigh*


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