Taylor and Jacob: A Service on the Rooftop (53 images)
Added 2025-02-21 22:00:04 +0000 UTCTaylor had never been interested in men. He was sure of that. But Jacob, a tall guy with a persistent gaze, seemed incapable of understanding the word "no." He constantly pursued Taylor, showering him with compliments, trying to ask him out, but every time he was met with rejection. Taylor was tired of it. He just wanted Jacob to leave him alone.
One day, after yet another rejection, Jacob made an offer: "One time. Just one time, and I’ll never bother you again." Taylor hesitated. He didn’t want this, but the thought of Jacob finally leaving him alone tipped the scales. He agreed.
The meeting place was the roof of a high-rise building. Taylor went up there, feeling a mix of irritation and anxiety. He didn’t want this, but he was willing to do anything to get rid of Jacob. Taking off his jeans, he stood in his T-shirt and underwear, his slim body trembling slightly from the cold and tension.
And then Jacob appeared. His tall silhouette approached, and Taylor felt his heart racing. He didn’t want this, but there was no other way. Jacob came closer.
*Jacob:* So, ready?
*Taylor:* (without turning around) Just hurry up, I don’t want to be here all night.
*Jacob:* (with a smirk) Don’t worry, I won’t take long.
Taylor takes off his jeans, leaving them in a pile on the concrete. He stands in a T-shirt and underwear, his slim body trembling slightly from the cold and tension. Jacob steps closer from behind, his hands sliding over Taylor’s hips, feeling the delicate skin.
*Jacob:* (whispering) Relax, it’ll be fine.
*Taylor:* (irritated) Just get on with it, no need for talking.
Jacob presses against him, his penis already hard. He runs his hand between Taylor’s buttocks, feeling the tense muscles. Taylor shudders but doesn’t pull away.
*Jacob:* (softly) You’re so beautiful, Taylor.
*Taylor:* (through clenched teeth) Stop talking.
Jacob slowly enters him, and Taylor sharply inhales, his body tensing up.
*Taylor:* (strained) Pull out... it hurts...
*Jacob:* (calmly) Wait a bit, the pain will pass. Let yourself get used to it.
Taylor grits his teeth, his fingers digging into the concrete parapet. Jacob begins slow movements, his hands wrapping around Taylor’s waist, pulling him closer.
*Jacob:* (whispering) Can you feel how good it is?
*Taylor:* (haltingly) Ah... no... just... finish already...
But his voice trembles, and he can’t hide how his body starts to respond. Jacob speeds up, his thrusts becoming deeper, and Taylor involuntarily moans, his breathing growing uneven.
*Jacob:* (smirking) You like it, don’t you?
*Taylor:* (strained) No... ah... just... hurry up...
Jacob presses closer, his breath hot on Taylor’s neck. He feels the boy’s body beneath him starting to relax despite the resistance.
*Jacob:* (whispering) You can admit you like it.
*Taylor:* (breathlessly) Ah... no... just... faster...
Jacob cums inside him, and Taylor shudders, his body tensing from the surprise.
*Taylor:* (irritated) Pull out already... it’s... gross...
*Jacob:* (leisurely) Wait, don’t rush.
He flips Taylor onto his stomach, his penis sliding between his buttocks again, mixing with his own cum. Taylor moans, his body no longer resisting, though he still tries to maintain an air of indifference.
*Jacob:* (smirking) We’ll meet again, right?
*Taylor:* (haltingly) Ah... if... this is... the last time... then yes...
Jacob speeds up, his thrusts becoming deeper, and Taylor can no longer hold back his moans, his body trembling with growing pleasure...
