Jake stripped off his clothes the second he got home, his cock already half-hard from thinking about it all day. He locked the door, dropped onto the bed, and spread his legs wide. His dick stood up thick and veiny, the head shiny with precum. He grabbed the base, squeezed, and watched a fat drop ooze out.
"Fuck yeah," he muttered. He bent forward, folding his body until his lips brushed the tip. His tongue flicked out and licked the slit, tasting himself. Then he opened wide and took the head into his mouth, sucking hard.
The wet heat made his balls tighten. He pushed deeper, forcing another inch past his lips. His tongue pressed flat against the underside, rubbing that sensitive spot right below the head. Spit ran down his shaft as he bobbed lower, taking more. The stretch in his jaw felt good, dirty, exactly what he needed.
He went deeper still. The head hit the back of his throat and he swallowed around it, letting his throat muscles milk the crown. His nose brushed the trimmed hair at the base. He held it there, gagging once, eyes watering, but he didn't pull off. He wanted it all the way down.
Pulling back just enough to breathe, Jake spit on his cock and went down again. This time he took it straight to the root in one slow push. His lips sealed around the base. His throat bulged. He sucked hard, cheeks hollowing, making loud, sloppy noises that filled the room. Every time he swallowed, his cock twitched against his tongue.
He started fucking his own face. Short, hard thrusts that drove his cock deep into his throat again and again. Spit poured out around his lips and ran over his balls. His free hand reached down to cup them, rolling them while he sucked himself like a whore who couldn't get enough.
"Take it," he growled around his own dick. "Suck that cock deep, you filthy fuck."
His hips lifted off the bed, chasing the feeling. He forced his cock even deeper until his nose was smashed against his own pelvis. Tears streamed down his face but he kept going, throat convulsing, sucking like he was starving for it. The pressure built fast in his balls. He could feel the cum boiling up.
He didn't stop. He sucked harder, faster, bobbing his head and pumping his hips at the same time. The wet sounds were obscene. His cock pulsed on his tongue. One more deep swallow and he started to come.
Thick ropes shot straight down his throat. He gulped it all, swallowing every spurt while his cock kept jerking and unloading. Some cum leaked out the corner of his mouth and he licked it up without missing a beat. He kept sucking until the last weak twitch, milking himself dry.
Finally he let his cock slide out of his mouth with a wet pop. It flopped against his stomach, shiny and spent. Jake licked his lips, tasting the mix of spit and cum, and smiled.
"Goddamn," he said out loud.
"That's how you suck a cock deep." He already knew he'd be doing it again in an hour.
