Too Deep

Here he is — his pants around his ankles, getting sucked off.


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Edward wonders exactly how he got to this point. He wonders exactly how he ended up leaning against the cool brick of the outside walls of the pool house, Jacob's mouth wrapped deliciously around him as he sucks him off to the tune of Nine Inch Nails' "Closer" playing in his head. Edward groans and his right hand flies out, rubbing the back of Jacob's head as his tongue flicks Edward's cock in all the right places. "Fuck," he moans as Jacob picks up the pace, knowing good and well that he's about to cum any second and sinfully enjoying every minute of it.

Edward sucks in a deep breath and squeezes his eyes shut as he feels that familiar tightening of his stomach, bracing himself for the very moment when he lets go of all his inhibitions and just revels in the pleasure. That moment comes none to soon and Edward digs his fingers into the smooth skin of Jacob's head, biting his lip to keep from shouting out loud. Only it wasn't Jacob's name on his lips as he came violently, arching his hips as he fucks his mouth with the sheer force of it all. Emmett, Emmett, Emmett…

The name repeats in his head over and over and falls from his lips like a ton of bricks as the incredible shivers of pleasure wash over him and he can barely even move, much less think straight. Before he even opens his eyes, the warmth wrapped around him pulls away and he's left with nothing but cold air on his cock and a sick feeling rolling around inside his stomach.

"Shit." Edward mutters, opening his eyes and pulling up his boxers and jeans without a word, barely even glancing at Jacob wiping off his mouth in the manliest way that he can. "Don't you da—" Edward starts, but Jacob interrupts him, nodding his head violently.

"I know, I know. 'Don't you dare tell anyone about this. If you do, I'll fucking kill you.'" he mocks Edward, shaking his head in obvious disgust. "You think I actually want anyone to know that you can't get enough of my cock sucking technique? Crazy ass white boy." he mutters as he walks away, throwing over his shoulder. "No worries, your secret is safe with me."

Edward sighs and leans his head against the cool brick, taking in deep breaths to keep from throwing up his lunch. Exactly when had he reached the point of lowering himself to sleep with the pool boy?

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tbc, maybe

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