MINE MY HEART

CHAPTER 4: THE FEELING

Jerome tried moving himself closer to the man in the mask, a few second ago he was wandering why he was here but now he wanted to stay, he wanted more from this. “Jerome” the man whispered once more, the vibration from his throat made Jerome shiver, there was something about the way he called his name, just when he thought the feelings couldn’t get any better he could feel the masked man’s wet tongue on his ear, Jerome’s hands tightened unto his dress, he loved the feeling he was getting.

“Yes sir” he answered also in a whisper, his body was in a haste to know what next would happen to it, “Take it off, everything” he traced his fingers from Jerome’s neck down to his pants before letting go causing Jerome to finally open his eyes; he could see him already sitting back on the bed. Without wasting time his hands found their way to his shirt, he was in a haste to take off his clothes when he was stopped by the masked man.

“Take your time, slowly” Jerome nodded in understanding, he slowly removed his shirt tossing it to the side, revealing his muscles and abs he got from mining, that was the only reward he got from his job at the mines, he unzipped his trousers; slowly ripping them off his body exposing the lower parts of himself to the man just a few feet from him. He signaled Jerome to move closer, still sitting he placed his fingers on Jerome’s chest. “Damn you’re so beautiful”

Jerome had heard those words before but he couldn’t tell if it was the alcohol that made it feel like a different word, his thoughts were interrupted when he felt the masked man’s hands on his p***s. “What…... are you-” he could barely speak; he was starting to feel good. “Mhm” he groaned.

“You like this, when I touch you?” he increased the pressure in his hands, rubbing harder causing Jerome to grab his shoulder, “Sir that feels so- good” he moaned in a deep voice. He closed his eyes feeling every inch of the movement going down in him. The masked man suddenly removed his hands from Jerome causing him to pull closer, he was about to open his eyes but stopped the moment he felt a warm, wet motion on the tip of his p***s, he opened his eyes to see it was in his mouth. “f**k- sir-” he groaned pushing himself further into the mouth of the masked man.

“Mhm” he groaned as he could feel a nut at the base of his stomach, he was close, the masked man could feel his veins cry out in his mouth, he removed himself from Jerome; laying back properly on the bed. He placed his feet on Jerome’s shoulders who placed soft kisses on it, he traced the kisses to the buckle on his belts, slowly he removed them before taking off his trousers. Jerome placed kisses along his waist line before he could go any further the masked man stopped him, pulling him up to himself, their lips crashed into each other. It could be said to be a passionate make out session as Jerome fingers found their way into his hair, pulling tightly just to get closer.

The masked man wrapped his hand around Jerome’s neck, holding him tightly as well, they could feel each other’s hot breath as they continued the kiss, he slowly opened his legs causing Jerome to be in between his legs. They both disconnect from the kiss trying to catch their breath, Jerome looked at the face of the man, his mask was still on but his eyes, they were a unique pair. They were greenish like emeralds “Your eyes are beautiful sir” he complimented.

Almost immediately he could hear a giggle from the masked man, “you’re so cute” he voiced touching Jerome’s lips, Jerome gave him a smile “sir- you haven’t told me your name” he spoke leaning in for a kiss but was stopped. “That is none of your business, you’re here to please me” he reminded placing his knee up and using it to press on Jerome’s erection. “Mhm- I know that...”

“Then shut it and f**k me” he requested. Jerome placed his hands on his face before connecting their lips, he moved from his lips to his neck kissing and sucking on his skin. “Ahh” he groaned, Jerome’s lip curled into a smile, he was pleasing his sir. he traced his tongue from his neck down to his chest but his shirt was an obstruction, Jerome immediately removed the shirt before continuing with his tongue, he placed his lip on his n****e causing him to moan grabbing the sheets on the bed. Jerome could feel his p***s poke against his stomach his eyes went to his sir who had his eyes closed, he placed his hand on his p***s “f**k!” his sir groaned still holding unto the sheets. He couldn’t take it anymore and he knew it.

He stretched his hand to the corner of the bed and grabbed a little bottle “put it in already” he voiced turning around and spreading himself for Jerome, with his fingers he squeezed a little amount of lube on his finger before insert it inside him. “Mhm... that good-” he moaned; Jerome added another digit inside him opening him up more.

“Ahh- f**k… please just put it in, I can’t take it anymore” he cried out, Jerome didn’t need to hear it twice before positioning himself in front of his hole, he slowly pushed himself into his sir, “f**k!” he groaned underneath Jerome, he could feel himself stretching out.

“sir- you’re so tight” Jerome moaned as he felt his wall clench to his p***s, Jerome started to thrust slowly and gently, both men could feel each other and they loved it.

“You’re so good- I like the way you f**k me” he moaned, Jerome felt happy hearing those words, he began to thrust faster and deeper.

“You feel so good sir” he moaned before placing kisses on his neck. The room was filled with both men groaning and moaning. Jerome could feel himself close, he increased his pace “s**t! You’re going to make me c*m” his sir moaned. Jerome continued what he was doing till they both released what had built up, he collapsed on his sir.

“That was good” his sir spoke trying to catch his breathe; Jerome too was trying to breath as well, he picked himself up pulling from inside his sir, his eyes fell on his sir’s back and he could see a writing on it like a tattoo. ‘ROMAN’ it read as he collapsed on the bed.