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buckyownsmylife · 4 years ago

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Staying on my mind - Jake Gyllenhaal smut

The one where Jake fucks you while Tom listens.

Warnings: smut, cuckolding, mean!Jake, crying during sex, orgasm denial

A/N: so this was the request follow-up to these fics! I must say, I got really 🔥 writing it, so I hope y’all will feel the same when reading!

Jake’s P.O.V.

I was surprised when I got the invite to hang out at Tom’s house during the Superbowl. I hadn’t heard from him since the night he had sent his girlfriend over, and although whenever we met at parties they were always polite and warm, I knew there was some underlying awkwardness there.

I’d find it weird if there wasn’t. This is why the idea of reuniting at his place was so great: it’d give us the opportunity to smooth things over, go back to pretending nothing had ever happened.

Or make this into an official thing, one could hope.

I couldn’t lie and say that it wasn’t what I wanted. Just thinking about that night had me hardening inside my jeans, but I didn’t want to get ahead of myself and end up disappointed. So when I finally got there and found out no one other than me had been invited, I still didn’t allow my thoughts to run wild, instead opting to accept Tom’s hug and depositing a quick kiss on Y/N’s cheek as a greeting.

“It’ll be just the three of us today, huh? The dream threesome,” I winked in their direction, witnessing as she flushed and Tom avoided my eyes. Just because I wasn’t going to create any hopes didn’t mean I couldn’t have my fun with them.

But the nervous energy that had been absent with other people around was now threatening to take over our encounter. I watched as Tom still seemed unable to look me in the eye and Y/N couldn’t sit still, and so I decided to put an end to it.

“Y/N.” Her head immediately whipped up to look at me, and I couldn’t help but to feel smug about it. She felt it too, this instinctive calling, this bond between us that seemed to have been delicately built during that night we shared together. “Come sit on my lap.”

Now it was Tom’s head that whipped to the side to meet my eye for the first time that night, and all he found was a challenging look on my face, as I waited with an eyebrow raised for what he was going to do. Y/N didn’t move, every muscle of her body apparently tense as she looked from her boyfriend to me and back to him again.

No one dared to break the spell. I knew how I wanted this to play out, but the ball wasn’t in my hands, and I was hoping she would realize it soon.

Much to my delight, she did.

Y/N was the one to make the decision for us, standing up and closing the space between our bodies before coming to stand in front of me. I didn’t leave room for another second of hesitation, immediately reaching out to sit her on my lap.

It helped that I was desperate to feel her body again.

“What are you looking at?” I barked, taking too much delight in the way Tom’s mouth suddenly closed, his wide eyes staring at us. “Go get us a beer.” He still seemed reluctant, but I could recognize the glint of desire in his eyes. It’s what made me insist, “Go,” which ultimately had him sprinting out of the room, in the direction of the kitchen.

Much better. That would give me the time I needed to talk to the beauty in my arms, who was staring intently at my lips, her arms around my neck. Well, now that was just a given.

“You okay with this?” I had to know. Couldn’t have her blaming it on the heat of the moment, I wanted her to acknowledge that this was her decision.

“Yeah,” she nodded, licking her lips before finally meeting my eyes. “Yeah, I think Tom will really enjoy this. Even if he doesn’t have the nerve to explicitly say it.” I chuckled, playing with her hair while analyzing her expression. It didn’t surprise me that she opted to focus on Tom’s desire rather than on hers, but by the end of the night, I’d make sure the next time we saw each other, she would be the one begging for me.

I started by capturing her lips with mine, desperate to taste her again, growing hard just by imagining Tom’s expression when he returned with the beers to find our mouths moving together. At the same time, I had to simply relish in the feeling of having her this close again.

I was right. It was impossible to be around her and not think about bending her over the coffee table and just jam my cock in her tight little pussy. But for now I was almost satisfied in making her breathless with these long kisses, where I could invade her mouth with my tongue before taking control of hers.

Y/N’s P.O.V.

“Missed me, beautiful?” He asked with an unmistakable arrogant smirk when I had to pull away to catch my breath. Out of words, all I could do was blink dumbly at his dominant aura, feeling my underwear begin to soak already, with the little we’d done.

Thankfully, he was so sure of himself he didn’t need an answer. Instead, his huge hand engulfed my nape, bringing my lips down to his again, adjusting me so I was perfectly seated on his lap, knees on each side of his frame, covered cunt rubbing against his.

I tried not to focus on how it made me feel, the fact that he could so easily adjust me to his liking, but the way my pussy clenched as I kept slowly grinding against his boner was enough to distract me from that goal.

His kiss was passionate, and there was so much hunger in it that it almost scared me. But I couldn’t be too worried about it, not when his hands were roaming around my body, like he was trying to get reacquainted to it.

One of them settled on my ass, covering an entire cheek when he squeezed it tightly, making me whimper as it pressed my clit against the zipper of his jeans. And that’s when I heard it - the sound of glass breaking, liquid splashing, and I wanted to turn around to check on Tom but Jake’s other hand held me by the back of the head and attacked my lips once more.

Suddenly, I didn’t care. A lazy, warm haze of lust settled over me, slowly taking over my body, relaxing my muscles to mold them against Jake’s. Tom could stop this if he was uncomfortable, I reasoned with myself. He could voice his concerns, even pull me away. If he didn’t, he must be okay with this.

Jake’s lips grew more impatient, more demanding as they left mine bruised in search of clear skin he could leave his mark on. When he descended upon my jaw, trailing the side of my neck, I was finally able to see Tom, just out of the corner of my eye.

He looked tense, or maybe it was surprised. Whatever it was that he was feeling, it had left him paralyzed in the middle of our living room, eyes wide as he took in the image of his girlfriend being licked and sucked and kissed by his best friend.

I wondered if he had ever imagined this before. Ever fantasized about watching Jake fuck me right in front of him, like I told him about it the night I went over to his friend’s place. I had no doubt that the idea excited him, but I was reticent about how he would actually react now that it was happening right in front of his eyes.

It was one thing to fantasize. I’d even done it before, about the man who was now undoing the buttons of my dress, exposing my breasts to the cold air of the evening. Actually experiencing it was another thing altogether - and that I’d come to realize the first time I allowed Jake to touch me.

A warm mouth engulfed my nipple, making me gasp in surprise at the same time I felt his member twitch underneath me. My attention returned to the man who was dedicating all of his to me and my body, laving my breasts with his warm tongue and making me more aroused by the second.

“Alright, enough of this.” I yelped, legs instinctively wrappingaround Jake’s torso when he got up from the couch like I weighted nothing, hands under my ass to help support me.

I looked over my shoulder to see Tom was also surprised, his handcurled around his cock but unmoving as he followed us with his gaze until he moved towards us, almost tripping on his own pants trying to reach us.

“What do you think you’re doing?” Jake’s question startled me, mostly because I wasn’t expecting him to say anything. I could see a mocking smile on his handsome face as he stared at my boyfriend, making me pant as I realized what was going on.

“I-I’m going to the bedroom with you guys.” I don’t think Jake tried very hard to hold back his laughter, not by the way my entire body shook with his roar. But then he stopped abruptly, almost as if he suddenly realized Tom wasn’t kidding. Then, where once was amusement, now stood intimidation. Jake looked down at Tom with what seemed like twice his usual height, a derisive smile on his face.

“Yeah, that’s not gonna happen, mate.” I gasped in surprise as he slapped my ass, throwing a wink at my boyfriend before resuming his march, starting to climb up the stairs.

“You stay there, be a good little boy. Maybe touch yourself a little, let the grown-ups have some fun.” I was dumbfounded, incapable of saying anything as Jake’s gaze at last landed on me again, easily locating the door of the bedroom I shared with the man downstairs.

The fact that he left it open didn’t escape my attention.

My dress was gone in the blink of an eye, and so were his clothes. “God, get up here,” he ordered, laying down on the bed by my side before easily manhandling me so that my knees were on either side of his head. “I’ve been dying to taste you again.”

I choked on a moan as his tongue plunged inside of me, clearly desperate to taste my overwhelming wetness. Before me, I could see his thick cock twitch against his stomach, and my mouth instantly watered.

“Oh God,” he bellowed underneath me, the reverberations of his deep voice rushing through me. “What a fucking pussy.” My legs trembled, making me fall down on my hands and knees over him, but I didn’t mind. It got me closer to where I wanted to be.

“Fuck!” His voice boomed when my lips wrapped around the head of his cock, my hips instinctively grinding back against him face. “You’re so wet already, beautiful.”

It was undeniable. My juices were running down my thighs, dripping over his face and the bed that I shared with my boyfriend. “Does he really pays you so little attention?” Jake pressed on, tone mocking - and I knew Tom could hear him from downstairs.

Still, I couldn’t hold back. Even when I stopped moving my hips, my mouth kept working him, obsessed with the weight of his cock on my tongue, his taste, his precum. And he didn’t let me stay frozen for long, strong hands taking a hold of my ass to gently rock me back against his face once more.

He hummed against my hole, taking advantage of my distraction with his cock to keep taunting, “Just a few kisses…” and he licked my clit, laughing at my moan. “And you’re already gushing for me, huh?”

I knew he didn’t need an answer. This was much more for Tom’s benefit than anything else, but it did help that it made me wetter than I’d ever been before, thinking of my boyfriend sitting downstairs with his hand down his pants, jacking off to the sounds of me with another man.

“That’s why he needs this,” Jake continued between suctions on my clit. “You need this. He needs to see how you behave when you’re with someone who can actually satisfy you, huh?”

God, the degradation was exhilarating, even if I didn’t understand why. “Huh, sweetheart?” He asked, letting go of his long, wet kisses against my pussy to push two fingers inside of me. “Don’t I satisfy you?”

There was only so much a woman could take.

“Yes, yes,” I screamed, finally coming up for air and releasing his cock as I fucked myself back furiously against his digits. “Please, fuck me, please.”

If I had half a brain cell that wasn’t overtaken by my arousal, I’d call myself pathetic, and Jake’s laugh certainly showed that he’d agree with me. But I was too worried with climbing that high of desire to care - that was, until his fingers left me, his hand coming down against the flesh of my ass, leaving it stinging.

“Don’t fucking cum without my cock inside of you.”

I was laid back against the bed in a second, his cock suddenly filling me as he shoved it in my drenched hole all at once, knowing I could take it - and I could, but even with my overwhelming wetness, it hurt. It was a good kind of hurt though, a fantastic kind of stretch that had me screaming, clawing at Jake’s back as he immediately began to pound me against the mattress.

“Yeah, you like this cock, angel, don’t you?” I could only babble something that resembled a yes, making Jake smile as sweat started to form on his forehead.

“He has no idea how much of a whore you really are, huh?” Every reminder of my boyfriend sent a new wave of arousal down my lower belly, tightening the knot on my navel, threatening to make me tip over the edge of bliss.

“Thinks you’re just an innocent little thing…” he continued, head tilted and biceps bulging as he held himself up above me, taking in my every reaction. “But here you are, getting rawed by another man while he’s getting off downstairs to the sound of us fucking.”

All at once, his thrusts began to slow, deflating that warm fire of desire once more and I whined, tears threatening to spill when his hand covered my throat, squeezing it lightly, shushing me. “Listen,” he ordered, and I did, because I’d do anything for this man if he would just make me cum.”

“Can you hear it?” Curiosity got the best of me, and so I focused, eventually managing to grasp the sound of skin meeting skin, denouncing how furiously Tom was jacking himself off while Jake fucked me like an animal.

But at that moment, I couldn’t think about Tom anymore. I couldn’t think about anything other than Jake and his cock, roughly fucking me in the same bed where I slept with Tom every night.

Jake’s mouth began its exploration around my neck, retracing the same path he had made that night as he sucked bruise after bruise on my skin, leaving a trail for Tom to uncover later. I could still remember how long it took for them to fade, and how I’d sit in front of the mirror and press them in the hopes of making them last longer, reigniting the flames of desire I’d felt that night.

I never expected to be able to relive it.

“Can you hear us too, Tom?” Jake suddenly yelled, laughing at my body as it jolted underneath his. “Can you hear me as I destroy your fucking girlfriend in a way you never could?”

Tom’s low moan still managed to reach my ear, and I mirrored it instinctively, bewitched by the fact that he was aroused from me being aroused.

I could feel myself clench, my orgasm starting to ignite again, but just as I thought that Jake would finally let me cum, his voice resonated through the room, interrupting my plans, “Hold it.”

I started crying. I just couldn’t take it anymore. But he thought that I did, and so he threatened, “or do you want me to stop?”

I would have thought it was just empty words if he hadn’t actually halted his movements, prompting me into begging between tears, holding the hand that still covered my throat, “No, please! Don’t stop, please.”

Jake’s P.O.V.

I chuckled as I imagined what Tom must be feeling as he heard his girlfriend begging for me. With a groan, I managed to pull out of her and easily take her body with me as I sat by the edge of the bed, in front of a body-length mirror that I supposed she used to get ready in the morning.

“Look at you,” I ordered, already holding her jaw so she’d have no choice but to obey. “He can only imagine ever getting you like this, huh? Dripping wet, crying for cock… God, you’re delicious.”

I rutted up against her, desperate to feel her wet heat all around my aching dick, but I took sick delight in torturing her a bit more. “Isn’t it worth it?” I inquired, making sure she was looking me in the eyes through the mirror, dragging my cock over her pussy lips just to taunt her. “To abandon your boyfriend downstairs so you can have my dick inside of you?”

She remained silent, tears silently running down her cheeks as she refused to answer, but even though the answer was already obvious, I needed to hear her say it.

“Say it,” I enunciated, mocking her state of ruin. “Say you want my dick inside of you.” Her bottom lips trembled, it looked like she was about to start sobbing, but she still conceded it to me.

“I want it, please, please Jake.” Hearing my name in her fucked-out voice broke all of my control, and I buried myself inside of her all at once, knowing from this position I’d feel even bigger inside of her.

“You wanna cum so bad?” I asked, watching her immediately nod. “Then make yourself cum, c’mon. Work for it.” I slapped the outside of her thigh, a hand still over her throat as I watched her begin to fuck herself on my dick through the mirror in front of us. It was unbelievable.

When our eyes met again, I felt a rush of something I couldn’t identify inside of me, looking into her gaze filled with so many emotions, I turned my own turmoil into something I could actually use.

“Do you think he’ll still want you when I’m done with you?” I asked, nibbling on her ear as I watched and heard her gasp at my words, filling my other hand with her bouncing breasts.

“When you’re all stretched out and covered in my cum, do you think he’ll still want to be with you?” She began sobbing then, but I could only take delight in her show of emotions, knowing I’d hit the nerve I needed to get her to come apart for me.

“Kiss me, kiss me,” I urged, turning her face to the side when her cunt clenched around me, starting to milk my cock. I bet I could still hold it a bit longer, even though her warm lips on mine were almost sending me into overdrive.

“God, I missed this fucking mouth,” I admitted once we parted for air, letting go of her throat to push my fingers inside of it, and when her tongue welcomed my digits, swirling around them, I came with a roar.

The world seemed to be underwater after I came with such intensity. Still, I managed to softly deposit her on bed, smiling at her fucked out face, not resisting leaning down and passionately kissing her lips once more, giving her all I got.

Her eyes remained close when I pulled away, and I knew she was almost asleep when I ran my thumbs over her cheekbones, admiring her angelic features.

“You know…” I whispered, uncertain if she could even still hear me. “…if he doesn’t want you anymore, you can always come home with me.”

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