d out, and Jax barely choked out an inhale before he slammed back in again, h

n Jax's mouth as he thrust in and out, using his tongue for friction, n

king cock." He shoved Jax again

ing

him tou

t his thighs, his fingers desperately clinging t

knocking Jax's head against the d

te him to death. Jax was going

man usi

ing about the weekly blowjobs he got, then sucked. Mostly how he liked be

d and deep, to wh

d it, as his forcef

ith some of the blood, sucking more intensely, licking more d

live pulled harder on Jax's hair.

uld feel the angry confusion in his voice. He coul

m and then sucking it in his mouth that was all

ing a guy off, was enough to send any o

p Jax when he deep-throated him, took him in as deep as he

vulsed and

ell from

nded and pulsed

ow, even though he was on his knee

licked, enveloping the crown in rough strokes and a

iating position or him stand

nds. How his breathing grew uncoordina

sed, his cock hard

o

because he wa

ot fucking

ppen. "What a fucking natural slut." The man shoved his shoe onto Jax's jeans, onto

nto a groan when he rubbed his shoe up and dow

at a little masochist. Need a hand

refer that

d somethi

where he swallowed around his crown with his

e sto

gainst the back of his neck as he fucked into his mout

other way to say

s precum was deafening. And Jax hated it, or he hoped despe

ing fac

e tur

not turned on because o

t be a n

His groan vibrated through Jax and settled in his balls.

ead, but he couldn't, and

. For the first time in hi

spasmed a number of times and a salty taste exploded at the back of J

ide to spit, but he caught his chin, touching him, again. "Swal

lips beneath the mask. "But then again, you might like tha

in and he was leaking precum. A grunt filled th

e ever been

ng, Jax would bl

the

disgusting, not want him

n and put his index and middle f

his tongue, pushing all the way to the back of his

still leaking in his fucking boxers. Jax's spine

to pain?" He pulled his fingers from Jax's

frustration and the infamous blue ball syndrome Jax h

een his thin, bony fingers. Jax's mouth fell o

in Jax

get to come." He slapped Jax's c

d left. The urge to see blood spill in front of Jax's eyes had

aw, and the vile taste he couldn't seem to get rid of no matter how ma

een his flesh and t

ad been pulsating, screw

he inserted his knife into his hand wound, turning and twirl

urky, unhealthy hue before being carried off by the water. It swirled around as if it

come nothing, he meant. It was a dense burning ball sitting on his

o the back of his throat, his

he fucking

ing and scrubbing anyplace he touched with his filthy fucking fingers-even through clothes. And when