The Tragedy of Felix and Jake Read Online J. Daniels

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The water is still running and we’re down the hall, not in the room next door, and with my dick this close to his ass, do I really give a fuck if she hears us anyway?

I shift back and spit on my shaft, rubbing it in with my thumb, so it’s nice and slick. Then I grip the base of my dick so I can have some control (yeah, right) and move back in.

I widen my stance and squat lower, keeping Felix pushed up against the wall as I tap the head right there.

“Yeah, Jake,” he moans. “Fuck.”

He’s blissed out and heavy-lidded, and his mouth is slack. I can’t look away from him.

I also can’t stop what I’m doing.

I do it again. And again.

I flex my hips and tap, and I push in a little on the third go. It glides in easily thanks to the precum on my dick, and something blows inside my brain when Felix clenches all around me and holds me tighter than anything ever has.

I lose my breath. He’s too fucking good here too.

I realize there are worse things to complain about, but shit.

And what starts as just a little, just the tip, just to finally feel what this is like turns into something impossible to stop.

Not even when I pull out for a second so I don’t lose it.

“Fuck, Felix. You’re tight as hell.”

I press a kiss to his forehead and wait. My breath hot against his skin. I just need a minute.

But Felix groans like he misses me there and starts beating off like he’s close, and he’s kissing me now as I push my way back in, a little farther this time.

How does it keep getting better?

“Are you okay?” I ask.

“I’m great, Jake. So great.”

I laugh a little and drag my dick almost all the way out again before surging forward.

I go harder. I go deeper. Again.

I don’t think I’ve ever felt this good.

But we didn’t really plan this out, and maybe we should’ve.

“I’ll stop if you want,” I say, limbs shaking. “Just tell me.”

“I’ll kill you if you do.”

Right answer.

I shove my tongue inside Felix’s mouth as I start to really fuck him, and it’s hard to kiss when neither one of us can stop moaning.

Because I’m all the way in now, and Felix loves it just as much.

With my dick buried in his ass, Felix makes the hottest noises I’ve ever heard.

We get into a rhythm of body slaps and grunts, and I find out I like feeling his teeth in my neck. Who knew?

When the water gets cold, I reach over and turn the handle until it’s almost too hot to stand. I ask Felix if he can take it and he smiles and clenches his ass.

I pound into him harder as the room begins to fog.

“Fuck,” Felix says. His limbs lock up and his body shudders around me. “Fuck! Ah, put your hand on my dick, Jake.”

I spit on my palm and pump his shaft as I keep fucking him against the wall. I’m close too. I think I have been this whole time.

Then his ass squeezes and he cries out, and it’s so hot watching him shoot and get off on me. It’s perfect.

But it’s Felix, and I swear, he always finds some way to give me better than the best.

He tells me to sit down and by some miracle, I keep my dick inside him as I lower us to the slippery floor of the tub.

I push the curtain back so it doesn’t stick to us and stretch out as best as I can.

The water runs down the wall and pools beneath me.

It’s tight in here (just like Felix) but he manages to plant his feet beside my hips. There’s just enough room.

Then he arches his back and holds onto my shins and bounces on my dick.

And look at that…

I’m moaning his name the way he said I would as he rides me until I come.

THE FUN NEVER LASTS, DOES IT?

JAKE

WE STICK OUR heads out into the hallway and look both ways, making sure it’s clear.

There’s no sign of Riley or my brother. No noises either.

The house is quiet.

“Come on,” I say.

I grab Felix’s hand and pull him out into the hallway, and maybe it’s because our dicks are still out, but everything is funny to us.

We’re laughing and grabbing at each other, hands slipping on slick skin. We try wrestling moves and stumble into walls.

Then I put him in a headlock, and he twists my nipple.

“Fuck!” I cry out, and the little shit laughs harder.

I do too. There are tears in my eyes now.

I’d swear I was drunk or on something. When was the last time I had this much fun with someone sober?

We push each other into the bedroom, and I manage to kick the door closed before I rush forward and tackle Felix, scooping him up and slamming him onto the bed.

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