Page 37 of Caught Running
Brandon just purred and slid his hand down Jake’s body to cup his ass. “I like it when you go all Thundercat,” he drawled. Jake bit the man in retaliation and then continued on with his languid morning groping. Brandon chuckled and squeezed, arching into Jake’s hands with a hum of approval. Jake raised his head to press his lips to Brandon’s demandingly, his hand splaying out over the man’s stomach in a possessive manner while he scooted even closer. “You afraid I’m going somewhere?” Brandon murmured, slowly writhing under Jake, trying to touch his body all over.
“Not really,” Jake growled in response. “If you do I’ll start throwing things again,” he warned, shifting enough to slide his knee between Brandon’s legs.
“Mmm, that’s quite a threat. I’ve seen you throw a flip flop recently,” Brandon said, starting to move his hips to drive his rousing cock against Jake’s firm thigh.
Jake snuffed in response and bent his head to nip at Brandon’s neck, then began moving down Brandon’s body.
Eyes rolling up to the ceiling above him, Brandon dragged his hands up Jake’s back, sighing happily. “Hell,” he whispered. “Best morning I’ve had in a long while.”
Jake grinned and looked up at him, giving his stomach one last kiss before pushing up. “Oh good,” he responded with a grin. “Time for breakfast,” he announced cheekily as he rolled off Brandon and to his feet.
“You bastard!” Brandon threw his pillow at Jake at he sat up, pulling his feet free of the tangled sheet and quilt. Jake bit his lower lip and grinned, hands on his hips as he watched Brandon expectantly. Eyes narrowing, Brandon shifted to his knees and crawled to the edge of the bed, reaching out to grab Jake’s arm and yank him back toward the bed. “C’mere,” he growled.
Jake shuffled forward obediently and grinned wider. “Hmm?” he asked in an innocent tone.
“Don’t give me that angel act,” Brandon said, rising up on his knees to bump his chest and other parts against Jake. “Youreallywant breakfast now?” he purred, sliding his hands up Jake’s sides.
“That depends on what you’re makin’,” Jake drawled as his hands came to rest on Brandon’s hips.
Brandon leaned forward to lick his way up Jake’s throat to his lips. “How about a protein shake?” he rasped before kissing him.
Jake laughed softly, the sound turning into a low growl as he lifted his chin up and smiled contentedly. Slowly he began to sink against the edge of the bed, fingers holding to Brandon’s hips as he got lower.
Shivering, Brandon felt his cock go fully hard at the thought of Jake’s very talented mouth. Jake kissed at his sternum and then gently pushed at his hips, standing up again to urge him to lay back with another, slightly more heated kiss. Brandon wrapped his arms around Jake’s neck and let the other man lower him to the mattress. He kissed him back, licking along Jake’s lips before deepening it.
Jake indulged himself for a long moment, enjoying the kissing before tearing away and making his way down Brandon’s body. He placed one large hand on each of Brandon’s hips and pressed down into the mattress, bending his head to lick at him experimentally.
Brandon hissed and moved slightly, hips lifting. “Jake, c’mon,” he encouraged. “Sooner I’m done, sooner you get attention.”
“Impatient, too,” Jake observed with another slow lick.
“Yeah, well, we established last night that neither of us are that strong in the patience area,” Brandon replied, but his voice was teasing. Jake responded by plunging his head down and humming deep in the back of his throat. “Ohshit,” Brandon breathed, shuddering, his hands sinking into Jake’s hair as his head fell back.
Jake’s back arched and one arm slid under Brandon’s hip to lift him up, his movements sinuous and animalistic as he aimed for more of Brandon’s cursing.
It didn’t take long before Brandon sucked in a breath and obliged. “Fuck, Jake ... ohhhfuck...” Brandon’s voice got quieter and his language got dirtier until he was practically hissing with each thrust into Jake’s mouth.
Jake’s arm tightened around Brandon’s hips, his fingers digging into the skin as he swirled his tongue and plunged his head repeatedly. He groaned at Brandon’s words and shifted his weight, tugging Brandon with him until they were on their sides and Brandon was able to truly thrust into his mouth.
Hips now able to move freely, Brandon moaned as he fucked Jake’s mouth, muscles straining. Then he shivered and started to come, chest hitching. “Baby,” he breathed, eyes squeezed shut, fingers clutching Jake’s shoulder.
Jake’s grip tightened, and he swallowed as Brandon emptied into his mouth. His free hand clutched at Brandon’s chest ashe did so, his toes curling with Brandon’s obvious pleasure. Brandon wailed softly before melting back against the bed, panting, fingers loosening, and he petted Jake’s arm absently. The bigger man rolled Brandon again until he was flat on his back, and then crawled up his body until he could rest his chin on Brandon’s chest. “Now I know what gets you up in the morning,” he quipped with a smirk as he watched Brandon try to breathe again.
Brandon groaned and covered his eyes with one arm. “You don’t need any help,” he muttered. It was true. At this point, all Jake had to do was look at him and he was hard. Jake touching him was gravy. Jake blowing him was indescribable, and then there was still the fucking...
Jake laughed softly and crawled the rest of the way up Brandon’s body to kiss him again, disregarding the arm covering his eyes. “Now,” he purred, “what would you like for breakfast?” he asked. “It’s the only meal of the day I can make.”
Laughing low and grinning, Brandon took advantage of Jake’s movement to grab him and roll them over, settling his weight on him. “Yeah, but it’s really delicious,” he drew out, leaning to lick Jake’s lips.
“Mmm,” Jake responded as he stretched like a large cat under Brandon’s weight.
Grinning, Brandon dragged his hands over Jake’s chest, following them with his mouth, licking along the defined muscles and abs before kissing at the crease of Jake’s legs, his chin rubbing against the hard flesh nearby.
Jake tensed and finally jumped and gasped as Brandon moved lower. “I was actually offering real food, but okay,” he groaned in a rough voice, beginning to squirm.
“This is ‘real’ food,” Brandon said before licking him from balls to cock head. “Protein, fructose, amino acids, vitamin C,”he recited between teasing licks, taking longer with the lick each time.
“Fructose?” Jake groaned distractedly as he arched his back and his fingers dug into the sheets.