Free PsyCop 3: Body and Soul by Jordan Castillo Price Page A

likely that they'd get an eyeful of gay cop sex, given that our paths never crossed.
    There was an outside chance, though. A small one. Which must've totally gotten Jacob's rocks off, given the way he shoved me to my knees and whipped his cock out in no time flat.
    He took my head between his big, strong hands and butted the crown of his cock against my lips. I watched his face as he did it. He stared into my eyes, a half-smile playing at his already-full lips, which were flushed from kissing. He was just as handsome from my angle on the floor as he was straight-on, or giving a press release with a dozen microphones pointed at him, or splashed across the front page of the Tribune for some high-profile crime he'd solved.
    Jacob rolled his hips and his cockhead glided over my mouth, the skin silky smooth and hot against my lower lip.
    "Jerk off while you blow me," he said, gripping my head tighter, like it was an order and not a request.
    Surprise, surprise. My cock enjoyed it when Jacob ordered me around. It strained against my boxers and slacks as I unzipped my fly to give it some attention. Funny, the fine line between a total turn-off and a kink. If anyone ever tried to tie me up, I'd probably start having Camp Hell flashbacks. But a little bit of bossiness? That took some pressure off me. I could get used to being told what to do.
    I wet my lips and his cock pressed in, filling my whole mouth with its incredible thickness. I loved Jacob's cock, unapologetically huge like the rest of him. I felt the thick flare of the head drag along the roof of my mouth while the engorged veins that patterned the shaft bulged against my tongue.
    Jacob's fingers wove through my hair, holding my head tight, and he started to move. He wasn't gentle, not exactly, but he took it slow. A muscle leapt in his jaw as his cockhead bumped my throat. He wanted to fuck my mouth to kingdom come and could hardly hold back, his massive body a tensed mass of barely-controlled lust. Yeah.
    I slid my fingers down the length of my cock, then set a quick rhythm. I wanted to catch up to Jacob. I returned his stare, watching his eyes watching me as my hand moved faster on my cock. He saw something in me, evidently—
    something beyond a guy who was willing to do him in the hallway. He gripped my head and pulled out slowly, only halfway, then sank back in again, his cock filling my mouth and throat, obliterating my awareness of everything else but my hand on my cock, beating it fast, and the steely look in his incredibly dark eyes.
    My head swam as I focused hard on Jacob, watched his eyes while he fucked my mouth. "You went out after work,"
    he said, and I scrabbled to make sense of the sentence that I'd been expecting to be more of Jacob's dirty-talk.
    His cock drove in deep, and I struggled to keep my throat open.
    "Your hair smells like incense. Visiting Crash?"
    I might have jumped a little, except that I couldn't move.
    He had my head in a vise grip, and his cock was so deep down my throat it could practically support me.
    "There's just something about him," said Jacob. "Believe me, I know."
    Okay. It wasn't fair to talk to me with his cock stuffed in my mouth, and even worse to make me enjoy it. I pounded my cock even faster and gave Jacob a nice, hard suck.
    "God, Vic, that's so good." He rocked into my mouth while I jerked off, the fleshy sounds of cock against mouth and hand filling the hallway. I grabbed his balls with my free hand and rolled them together while I sucked, doing my damnedest to shut him up.
    I must not have been trying hard enough. "If you've gotta be with him ... Jesus, Vic ... tell me, okay? We'll do it together."
    I shook my head, dragging his cock side to side, and kept on sucking. Of course, a full blown threesome popped into my mind the second Jacob offered—and it wasn't lost on me that each of them had suggested it to me at one point or another.
    I tasted the tang of precome at the back of my throat. "It's okay," Jacob murmured,