These days I wouldn’t mind being stuck between a certain Jacob Frye and and one Dean Winchester. When they are not too busy trying to out snark each other, they would be too busy taking turns on each side of me, seeing which one could make me come harder or which one makes me come first. I don’t have the heart to tell them they are tied for both. 🙂
Confession by @sassenach-on-the-rocks
The thing I want the most is Jacob who screams my name during his orgasm. Or when he repeats it, almost whispers in that sexy low husky voice of his, simultaneously caressing my hair, unaware that he’s doing it. He just watches me sucking him off so good that it prevents him from thinking about anything else.
“Come for me, Jacob,” I say with a wicked smile, pumping his shaft near my open lips, licking them and his tip in anticipation. “Come for me, baby,” I ask him again, until his seed splashes all over my tongue. And he screams the only word that he can remember right now – my name.
Confession [@madamretto]
“Must you go?” I whined. He nodded and explained that it was an important mission and he won’t be back until the next day. Whether I liked it or not, I watched him leave. From the window, I saw him entering a carriage with some Rooks. As they drove off, I made my way to our shared bedroom and undressed. “Jacob won’t be around until tomorrow. I might as well find something to do,” I grumbled. On the soft bed, I sunk and touched myself. It took me quite some time to feel the pleasure. While I was at it, I was unaware of my surroundings. Then, at the height of my pleasure, his name escaped my lips.
“I am here if you want me.”
“Jacob!” I exclaimed. His voice startled me. I sat up covering my body with the blanket but there he was in all his naked glory at the edge of our bed.
“It seems, I have forgotten something. But seeing you naked and pleasuring yourself, I decided to watch. The moment you called out my name, it made me believe you require my help,” he told me. He towered over me, then pushed himself inside of me and fucked me vigorously. Unable to contain my moans, I wrapped my legs around his waist; my walls spasm around his girth. “I am coming…” he groaned. He pressed himself deep inside me, releasing his warmness. He fell next to me, catching his breath. As soon as he started breathing like normal, he got off the bed and scrambled for his clothes. I watched him get dressed. He knew I was still perplexed at his presence despite the pleasure he gave. “I came home because I forgot to kiss you. And I forgot to tell you that I love you,” he said, buckling his belt before struggling with his boots. His warm smile made my cheeks turn hot. “I should go now, Love. Please wait for me if you want pleasure,” he warned.
“I have no guarantees I can wait for you as long as I have my fingers,” I teased. He rolled his eyes and kissed my forehead.
“Wait for me. And I love you,” he said as he walked out of the door, shutting it behind him.
“I love you, too…”
Confession [@jezsiema]
‘Confession: I want Jacob to kiss me… on my lips, you know… the ‘other’ ones. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)’
‘It would be very interesting if Jacob (as my co-worker) caught me masturbating in the office. Before that “accident” I was acting like I despised him but it’s a lie – I just wasn’t fond of his cocky attitude and playboy way of life that’s why I pretended to hate him although secretly I wanted to fuck him for so long. As I’ll discover later, he also wanted me badly but was afraid of me refusing him. So he decides to “blackmail” and tease me a little, saying that others may find out what I usually do at my office (although I know for sure that he’s just bluffing). Of course, in order to keep him quiet about it, I agree to fuck him but in truth this is a good opportunity for me to stop playing hard-to-get. I’d just love to see his face when I actually push him on the table, straddling his torso, kissing him greedily and then have hardcore sex with him, that includes ripped stockings, panties flying across the room and sweet moans, escaping our lips as we fuck like rabbits. In the end we both confess our true feelings to each other as we lie there, exhausted, laughing like stupid kids.’
Confession [@madamretto]
‘I like to imagine Jacob pushing Arno up against a wall in some dark alleyway where they could be caught by anyone walking by. Jacob would whisper about all of the things he wanted to do with the shorter man while he sneaked his hand behind Arno’s multiple layers to rub his thumb along his happy trail. By the end of Jacob’s teasing Arno is practically shaking and debating weather they should find somewhere to go or fuck right there.’
Original edit [x]
‘I think, bringing Jacob to Love Land on Jeju Island could land me in trouble. We’d be naked before we could even reach the bed and he would want to try every position he had “learnt” on his “field trip” to the theme park. Not that I mind anyway. 😏’
Confession [@jezsiema]
Here goes a short confession that has been nagging me for some time XD “I want Jacob to do me so good I won’t be able to walk straight for a whole week and before the weekend is over, he promises me he’s going to make sure I use a wheelchair when we finish.”
Confession by @llljacobfrye4lifelll
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‘When I read that one confession about Jacob’s angry/growly face, ugh, I would not mind if he would pound his anger into me so hard one night and in the morning, I’d be so sore he’d have to carry me the next day. He’d whisper “thank you’s” and “sorry’s” in my ear while kissing my forehead; hell, he’d even whisper sweet nothings in my ear also. That’s when I know that, the coming night will be filled with passion. I’d possibly tell him to go rough cause he knows that I love it.’
Confession [@thepandadrawer]
