‘I was walking past a playground today, and you know those tunnel slides? Well I wondered what it would be like to have sex with Jacob inside one. My sighs and moans echoing around us as he thrusts his cock deeper and deeper inside me, until I finally reach my sweet release. Sounds great. But imagine the friction burn on your arse.’
Confession [x]
‘I imagine being Jacob’s lover while he lived in Crawley and we are about 19 years old. However, we must meet secretly because I’m a Templar and he’s an Assassin. One night I hear stones tapping at my window. Opening it, I see Jacob. “May I enter your bedroom, love? And maybe not only your room.” “You prick. Come inside.” “You don’t have to ask me twice.” “Jacob!” That night I feared my parents woke up, but Jacob and I made the best love ever.’
‘I have a great desire to lay out on the bed in nothing but black lacey underwear, while a fully clothed 40 y/o Jacob sits relaxed in a chair nearby. Lying on my front, my large chest is spilling on the bed for him to see as I wiggle my ass. A smirk appears on his lips as his eyes wander my body as he watches it move. Staring him dead in the eyes I whisper seductively, “Spank me Daddy.” A low growl comes from his throat as he joins me on the bed and fucks me roughly doggy style.’
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The uncut version of The Phone Call is here and I am frankly embarrassed that the original 1763 word count ballooned to 7398 words. (/ω＼) Because of this, we have decided to again increase the Haystack’s word count to 10,000 words. You see, my primary reason for limiting the Haystack’s word count in the first place was really the fact that I wasn’t sure if the scripting we use could handle so many words! These past few months certainly proved that it could handle a lot. Heck, if we receive a submission that has more than 10K and it works out well, we may even forego the limit all together. (๑˃̵ᴗ˂̵)و
Grazie for reading and I hope all you Jacob fans enjoy this. ♥
~ Signora Paola
‘Can we take just a minute to appreciate how handsome as fuck is 40 years old Jacob Frye? Because, good Lord! I can bet that he is a god in the bed (and in any place where you can have sex)!’
Confession [x]
‘I value my sleep but I cannot seem to get enough sleep when I am in bed with Jacob, especially when we have this habit of sleeping bare. I’ve tried ignoring his attempt to make me horny but I fail miserably when he starts licking my lower back and nibble at my neck, where I am most sensitive. To make matters worse for me, I find it hard to resist that man.’
Confession [x]
‘Older Ezio and Older Jacob. I liked their younger version but I prefer their mature self. They both inspire me the same fantasy : I have my current age so I’m a young adult and everything I have in mind starts with me on their knees for a good spanking. I want both of them, sometimes at the same time. These men are just like wine, if you know what I mean ;D’
‘I want Jacob to pour hot, thick, melted chocolate all over my body and then proceed to slowly, slowly, lick it off. While my body is still sticky and wet from the chocolate, I want Jacob to plow me so hard that I can’t walk in the morning. After he’s finished fucking me, he’ll insert a solid chocolate butt plug in my anus and as the plug melts from my body heat, he licks the chocolate from my tight asshole.’
‘I’m studying for the First Certificate Exam in my English Institute. Every month, we have to do four listening at least. In the multimedia room, there’s a girl who signs our papers, that says when we did them. I would like to have Jacob there.
‘I’d already known, the first time we met, that he was expecting me to go at the end of the month for the listening. He knew if I was early or late, where I sat, in which class I was. Everytime I had to go, he would leave short teasing messages in the computer where I was going to sat. He tried to flirt when there was nobody around but I always ignored him and did what I went for. But it wasn’t that easy in the end. His smile and sudden touches were enough to make my heart beat skip.
‘One day, I was doing the last task. I was rushing a little since it was time for the multimedia room to close for the day. When I turned around, he had already closed the windows and turned the sign around. I stopped at the desk to get the answer sheet when someone dragged me from behind. Before I could say something, he pinned me against a wall, far away from the door so nobody could see us. “Making yourself a difficult a target uh?” He whispered.
‘I just stared, feeling my ears burn because of his voice. “Jacob don’t.” I tried to move but his body was so close to mine. I thought I was going to faint right there. Dirty thoughts started to pop in my mind for that perfect situation which we could get easily caught. “Love, let’s be sincere with each other.” He slowly led one of his hands to the hem of my shirt and lifted a little to expose my skin. “We wanted this since we met, didn’t we?”
‘I wanted to reply but my words got stuck in the moment I felt his knee between my legs. “Out of words right?” He smirked. He continued caressing my side. His lips moved to my ear. “I think about you everyday. I can’t get you out of my mind, even from my dirtiest thoughts. So, love, would you let me have this opportunity to have a slight taste of you?”
‘I rolled my eyes back, feeling his touch like a feather in my face to look for my response. I smirked. “You won’t know it if you stop.”
‘He chuckled and found his lips in mine, dancing together with desire. His knee continued working in my intimate parts. My fingers were lost in his dark tresses as I enjoyed this moment. He swallowed my quiet moans and parted away when we heard the door open.
‘“We will continue this with dinner and later… We will enjoy a nice ride in my car.”’
Confession [x]
‘I’ve never liked getting sick. Jacob brought me to see a doctor and the doctor’s advice was to sweat the sickness out. When we got home, we decided to “work out”. On the bed. Both of us naked. I woke up the next morning, feeling slightly better than I did the day before.’