Sunday afternoon boredom. Jake was in his room, freshly showered, shirtless, hot. The window was open but no breeze was coming through. He wondered where Avery and Jack had gone off to; he had obviously taken too long in the shower again.
He flopped onto his bed.
His eyes roamed the room, half closed. The half open nightstand drawer caught his attention – left half open in the midst of activities the night before. Of course his mind immediately went to what was in the drawer, and the way Avery had looked, flushed and dark-eyed and gasping, when Jake had used it on him. He shivered, one hand absently trailing down his bare stomach, lightly brushing over the crotch of his jeans. He wanted to know what it felt like too.
Quickly he rolled to the side, reaching into the drawer and pulling out the long black vibrator, and lube a moment later. He flushed slightly as he held it, just imagining what it must feel like, not the same as the real thing but vibrating. Jake dropped it momentarily next to himself on the bed as he rolled onto his back again, fingers fumbling on his trouser buttons before he had them undone and shoved to his knees, taking his boxers along with them and kicking all of the clothing of and to the end of the bed.
He sighed quietly, fingers coming up to skate over his already half hard cock, eyes falling closed as he teased himself. Fingers curling, nails dragging, thumb spreading precome to quickly ease full strokes, Jake lost himself for a minute, biting his lip and thrusting once into his hand before sharp hot sparks low in his stomach made him stop. Not forgetting his initial intention, Jake groped for the small tube of lube next to him, opening it quickly and coating his fingers, wasting no time in moving them straight back down, not touching his cock again but going further, further until…
There.
He had only touched himself like this once before, a long time ago. Jake bit into his lip harder, bending his knees up and letting them fall further apart, quickly working one finger into himself and then two, pushing them in further. He bit his lip harder still, stretching to scissor his fingers, trembling, his cock twitching against his forearm as his fingers almost but not quite brushed that one spot. He stilled then, withdrew his fingers, and grabbed the vibrator.
He already knew how to work it, Avery once again flashing across his mind’s eye all flushed and writhing on this same bed, fingers twisting into the already messed blankets and shouting and arching as Jake had slid it into him and turned it on in one movement. Thoughts of Avery still coloured his mind as he once more went for the lube, coating the vibrator, before moving his hand right back down and with hardly any thought pushed it into himself, gasping at the cool solidness of it, so different than the real thing. He switched hands, right going back to his cock and left to the base of the vibrator, fingers finding the buttons to turn it on and up and make it pulse. He waited a minute, just stroking himself, biting back a moan, and nudging the fake cock up into his prostate and making the moan definitely audible.
With a quick press of his fingers, Jake had turned it on.
He cried out possibly louder than Avery had.
His whole body buzzed just like the vibrator inside him as he gasped and immediately bit down on his bottom lip again, hips arching hard as he pulled the toy out slightly only to push it back in, further in, and again, thrusting up into his now pumping fist, and again, this time hard, the vibrations now right up against his prostate. For a moment he could only writhe, not even breathing, fist tightening around his cock as his entire body pulsed in time with the vibrator and with another arch and thrust and moan and pull Jake was coming before he knew it, hard enough for it to not only spill over his hand and thighs and stomach but reach the middle of his chest too, as he milked himself, finally falling back to the bed gasping and jerking as the vibrator was still very much on.
Another shaky press of his fingers and it was off and he slid it out, his legs falling straight as he gasped, trying to regain his breath. Jake shut his eyes against the slow spin of the room and let himself sink sated and heavy into the bed.