I met Jacob a while back
It was a chance meeting on the underground
I was going one way, he was going the other
We made eye contact, but kept walking
I turned back only to discover he had stopped in his tracks
He gestured to me
I gestured back
So he headed over
He’s been my go to ever since
Whenever I need a piece…Jacob!
I don’t want to be with him
There are too many things that scream ‘NO’!
But he can fuck
Like 3 times a night fuck
Weak in the knees fuck
Duracell bunny fuck
Our conversation was very limited
There was no real need for talk
I’d often be the one to hit him up
If he was around, I’d head over
We’d smoke a bit of weed, drink some alcohol then get to it
It was that straight forward
The only expectation was, to do me right!
I texted Jacob
He responded more or less straight away
I swear we had some kind of; I-need-sex-telepathy going on
He always responded quickly!
Within 10 minutes it was decided
I was off to get dealt with
When I got there, Jacob was in some lounge pants and a vest
He looked chilled
Stoned and chilled
The haze from the weed was apparent as soon as he opened the door
It was strong!
I went inside and sat down
He instantly passed me the ashtray with a spliff already burning
I picked it up and inhaled
A deep inhale
The smoke filled my lungs
On the exhale, I could feel the lean working its way to my brain
This was some good shit I thought.
He asked me if I wanted a drink
I asked for water
He asked again, this time he asked if I wanted a drink drink!
He fixed me a rum on the rocks
I sipped it
It was smooth!
The buzz from the rum together with the weed had me twisted
Twisted and horny
After all I was there for some, the alcohol and drugs combo just heightened that feel
I was confident
I moved over to Jacob and rubbed my hand across his cock
He grabbed the back of my head and pulled me closed
He shoved his tongue down my throat and started to tangle with mine…
I definitely didn’t fight it!
All rights reserved