Jacob Theison thinks he’s better than all the other folk who live in the picturesque town of Pembroke Eve. It’s no place for a modern guy and he wants to leave, try his luck on the greener pastures of anywhere else.
That is until he realizes one thing. Deep down he’s just like everyone else, a country guy through and through. That realization comes just in time, because on a moonlit night a green glowing spaceship lands in Wilson’s field. Aliens, it seems, are real. But why are they in Pembroke Eve of all places? Pembroke is a nowhere place. And why is everyone acting weird all of a sudden, even more so that usual? Are the aliens’ friendly or do they have a more sinister reason for being here?
It seems Jacob is the only one who can see what’s really going on. But why him? What’s so special about a gay young man living in a small town? Sure, he’s never had a boyfriend, never been kissed for that matter, so why? Curious, he goes to investigate the spaceship and gets far more than he bargained for as soon as he gets over his back fence. His life will never be the same again
He parted and the taste of him lingered in my mouth for a long time after. I yearned for his contact again immediately, and wanted to kiss him again. I smoothed my hand across his chest. Okay, I wanted to be greedy. Why not? I wanted him to kiss me until I became asphyxiated by his passion. If I dropped dead now I would be satisfied. I had been kissed by a man.
"Did you like that?" he whispered.
I nodded. The pain from the twig no longer irritated me. I realised why, I was back on top of Callum, brushing my hands across his stubbled cheek. He had his arms around me, clutching me tight. "Yes," I replied.
"Did you want more?"
"Yes. Kiss me again."
Callum then let out a chuckle. "No. I was thinking of something else. I want to suck you off." He pecked me on my chin. "Then I want you to return the favour."
For the third time in as many minutes I was taken aback. That most certainly, without a shadow of a doubt, would have been the last thing I would have thought he was going to say.
Regardless of what I was feeling about any physical contact right now, I heard myself say, "I'd like that."
"Have you ever blown anyone before?"
I gulped. "No."
He licked his lips, smiled, then said, "I'll show you. You just copy me, okay?"
I got off him and stood up. Within seconds he reached down and began to unbutton my jeans. I couldn't believe what was happening, and I have to admit, I felt a little guilty considering Derek may need our help right about now. Before I could quantify my conscience, Callum took down my boxers. My cock was fully engorged and he was feeling the weight of it.
"You're a well equipped guy, Jacob."
All I could do at this moment, because my body had decided that it wanted to play, was let out a breath as I watched him hold my cock. My stomach quivered as he pulled back my foreskin to reveal my bright red head he so wanted to get at. He rubbed his fingertips over my sensitive skin, sending shudders of delight through me.
"Fuck!" I wheezed as soon as he took me into his mouth.
If I thought his kiss was awesome, this was fucking amazing. His tongue rolled around my cock continuously as he worked his lips up and down my length. His fingers both gripped and pulled at the root of my dick, causing my skin to tighten more and more with each pass over me he made with his mouth. He had certainly done this before.
He slurped and made funny guttural noises as he sucked, but I didn't care. I was numb. My cock tingled from all the attention, and I knew I would shoot my load soon. Did I do it in his mouth? Was that the right thing to do? I had absolutely no idea the etiquette involved here.
I groaned louder to try and make him aware that I was near climax. He didn't slow. In fact, he moved harder and faster over me. My fucking God, I was gonna fill every inch of him with my cum until it came out his ears. I was certain I was going to offload enough to do so, too.
