"You have reallyreally good ideas," Jeremy breathes, trying not too talk too much over the music.

He grins, and when the lyrics start, he starts fiddling with the button of his jeans. He doesn't undo it immediately, though, and instead just teases it while starting to move his hips against Jeremy's. At the same time, he starts lipsyncing with the song.

"I'm bringin' sexy back.
Them other boys don't know how to act.
I think it's special, what's behind your back?
So turn around and I'll pick up the slack."

And after that last verse he lifts his hips up so that he finishes undoing the button of his jeans and pulls them down an inch.

Jeremy—doesn't? run his hands up and down Jake's thighs??  He moves to do that but stops and puts them back where they were before connecting, like he's worried he might get in the way.

Well that's fine because when the bridge starts—

"Dirty babe,
You see these shackles? Baby, I'm your slave."

—Jake leans all the way back over Jeremy and pulls Jeremy's hands to run over his bare torso.

"I'll let you whip me if I misbehave.
It's just that no one makes me feel this way."

And that's when he leans towards Jeremy's ear and whispers, "When."

"Oh—oh, okay, yes—"

Jeremy was very careful, with the flying, to accelerate Jake smoothly and keep everything even and not at all sudden.  He's less good at that now.  Maybe he's distracted.

Thaaaaat takes him by surprise, with a moan and a "Fuck" that breaks his stride a bit. He doesn't come, but he was definitely expecting more of a ramp up.

But he has an act to perform and fucked if he'll let this stop him. He leans back again, this time pulling Jeremy with, and then gets up from the bed so he can start undressing from his jeans along with the chorus.

"Come here, boy.
Come to the back.
VIP
Drinks on me."

And when the chorus goes to "Let me see what you're twerking with," he drops his jeans down to his ankles, kicking his shoes off and then jeans off, and turns around so that he can press his ass against Jeremy's crotch.

Well, it's a little hard to see Jeremy's reaction from there, but he seems to be enjoying it.  (And he certainly looked like he enjoyed throwing Jake off his rhythm.)

Jeremy gets a bit of a better handle on keeping the rate consistent, but after an adjustment back down to compensate for the initial jump, Jake's seemingly sourceless arousal keeps growing.  Not perfectly steady, but much closer to it.  Second over second.

Fuck.

He needs to at least last the song, come onnnn. He can do it. He can do it.

He's on top of Jeremy again for the second verse, only in his underwear, and he's hard and clearly leaking. He's not pulling his underwear off yet but he's guiding Jeremy's hands all over his body, except his dick. His ass is definitely free game, though.

"I'm bringin' sexy back.
Them other fuckers don't know how to act.
Boy, let me make up for the things you lack.
'Cause you're burnin' up, I gotta get it fast."

Jeremy looks (and feels) pretty enthused about the state of affairs where he doesn't have to decide what to do with his hands.  Not that it stops him from applying pressure where he's steered.

And he must pick up on some of Jake's struggle, because almost all at once the added feeling of nicewarmsnugglyhot drops off.  Evaporates.

Which is really distracting on its own but does help. He keeps going, grinding against Jeremy for the bridge again, moving his wrists together like they're in shackles and then wrapping them behind Jeremy's neck.

Then, for the second chorus, he stands up again, and starts to tease pulling his underwear down, reaching inside it and covering his cock with a hand so that when his underwear slips a bit too low Jeremy won't catch a glimpse of anything.

Then, finally, for the last verse, he drops his underwear off entirely and mounts on Jeremy again to rub his whole body against Jeremy's for the rest of the song.

Jeremy does his best to move in rhythm; he's not perfect at it.  The whole-body rubbing finally gets him vocal, or maybe it's just that the song's ending; there are several ohs, fucks, and Jakes in various combinations.

And after a minute—or maybe half that—he starts again with the illusion.  What if he tries the ramp-up again, but faster, only taking a few seconds—and then cuts it out and does it again, letting it get a bit higher, and repeats that several times—

Jake had been trying to go back to undressing and pleasuring Jeremy but this is definitely going to get moaning out of him. And as Jeremy will learn, Jake is the kind of person who, by default, likes to make out with people when he's this horny, so now Jeremy's got a naked guy making out with him and moaning and whimpering in his lap.

Conveniently Jeremy appears to be super into this!  He seems totally content to carry on like that for a solid block of time, until abruptly he presses a palm against Jake's shoulder and—yes he would like to have sufficient freedom of movement to be rid of his pants right now please.  He lets up on the repeated ramping while he shuffles out of them, keeping the bonus arousal at a comfortable medium-low level, and then notches it back to a highish one before repositioning Jake back on top of him with a mix of rough handling and gentle-ish teekay.

Oh hello being roughly handled and teekayed is. Hot, actually.

—wait, he had a mission, he shouldn't get (too) carried away. "Jeremy I want to try doing things to you to find what you like best."

"Nnnn—" he complains as Jake peels away enough to talk.  ...But then he settles the enforced arousal back down.  "Right.  Yes.  You can do that."

He pauses for a second to admire Jeremy's body again. "You are so hot," he breathes, but then he starts exploring. Oral is typically understimulating on its own and while he's above average at it people usually mostly find it hot on a narrative level, so for now he won't bother with it. Instead he'll wet his fingers in his mouth and start to see whether Jeremy likes fingering at the same time as he's giving Jeremy a hand job. "Relax," he advises. "It'll feel weird at first but I promise it gets good."

"I am?"  His voice is a bit higher than normal, there.  "—Okay—ah—"  He tries to settle back down onto the mattress, but he keeps jerking and gasping too much to really be considered relaxed.

Well what's most important is that he not fight Jake's finger too much, because it feels instinctively wrong to have something going into you like that. Of course, eventually you build the association of the feeling with pleasure, plus some people inherently find this feeling good. Like being split open by a hot guy is the hottest thing in the world.

It kind of is.

He's not looking to properly stretch Jeremy per se, since they're not having anal today, but he is looking for Jeremy's prostate, and that he can probably find with just one finger to start with.

"Oh—oh fuck—Jake—holy shit—"  He swallows a little strangledly and gets less coherent from there.

Hell yeah he's gonna overstimulate this twink.

Getting less coherent is excellent, Jake is going to be so smug if he's the reason Jeremy comes for the first time in thirty years. He's gonna eventually want to add a second finger, and now that he's found out how to pleasure Jeremy from behind he can focus more actively on Jeremy's dick, too, with his other hand and the occasional mouth.

Jeremy gets less twitchy, but is breathing quite heavily.  His eyes keep alternating between staring widely and wildly up at Jake and being scrunched up tightly as he leans back into the bed.

Eheheheheheheh.

He looks up at Jeremy's face, his own face right next to Jeremy's shaft. "Requests, opinions, comments, complaints?" he asks in a singsong voice.

"Uh—"  He takes another few large breaths.  "...I don't think I've ever felt anything like that before, and....... I'm not sure I knew anything could feel that—I mean, that's stupid, there are probably ghost things that feel more different than that.  'N—" he needs another gasp, here— "I guess I don't really know for sure that this is a human thing instead of a ghost thing?  But, uh... I'm kind of worried that it's different enough that it's not going to work, even though it's—a lot—but that's probably stupid again," (breath) "I mean, it's not like I have, hh, comfortable habits.  Or, or anything."

"For what it's worth," he says, not letting up on the stimuli, "lots of humans also react like that to getting fucked for the first time. It really is very," he presses against Jeremy's prostate, "different."