Wedding Fever

by Ryland Reynolds

  Ben held Oliver’s hips and rubbed them. Oliver began rocking back-and-forth on him.

  “I really like the way you touch me,” Oliver said. He slid back over Ben’s abs and felt his cock. “Damn, that’s hard!”

  Ben blushed. He reached up and touch Oliver chest, rubbing his nipples and splaying his fingers over his ribs. There was a change in Ben; it was sudden, but Oliver didn’t miss it. His grip became tighter, and he began grinding his crotch on Oliver’s.

  Oliver wasn’t sure whether Ben was simply losing his inhibitions or his lust had finally got the better of him. It didn’t matter — Oliver liked it.

  Ben reached up and brought Oliver down for another kiss. As Oliver’s chest landed on Ben, he felt the warmth of their combined heat. Just being pressed to Ben was enough to kick Oliver’s heart into gear. They continued to explore each other’s lips.

  Every drop of blood in Oliver’s cock pulsed. But he hoped Ben didn’t notice how badly he needed to get off. Knowing this, Ben would immediately seek to help Oliver. He would devote all of his attention to him, but that wasn’t what Oliver wanted. Ben was always taking care of him. Now, Oliver wanted the feeling of pleasure to be equal — he wanted to attend to Ben’s needs, especially as it was his first experience with a guy.

  The union of their bodies was filled with raw passion. Arousal sparked through Oliver’s body, and every inch of his skin tingled.

  Oliver put his fingers under the waistband of Ben’s boxers. Adrenaline flooded him. He’d never felt this much lust for anyone else. But then Ben stopped him, taking hold of his hands and interlocking their fingers.

  “Do you want us to stop?” Oliver asked. Earlier, he thought Ben wanted this as badly as he had, but now his gut clenched with a new realization. Maybe Ben was just doing all of this to please him.

  “Yes,” Ben said.

  17

  Ben

  Ben climbed off Oliver and laid on his side facing him. He’d never felt the rush of pleasure he was feeling at that moment with anyone else. But he couldn’t continue.

  Although he wanted Oliver more than ever, he didn’t want Oliver to think that he was using him. Sure, the physical intimacy between them was intense, but it wasn’t the only thing he wanted from Oliver.

  However, Ben didn’t exactly know what he wanted from Oliver. He needed to take things slowly or risk hurting the guy he cared about the most.

  “Were we going too fast?” Oliver asked. His voice was gentle.

  “Is it okay if we hug a little?” Ben asked. He didn’t want to kill the mood, but he knew he had to take things slow. “I want to kiss you.”

  “That works for me,” Oliver said, smiling at him fondly. “You might not believe me, but I really like taking things slow. I don’t see why we have to speed through the petting and foreplay.”

  Ben closed his eyes at the feeling of Oliver’s fingers running through his hair. He took a deep breath and stretched out a leg. He rubbed it over Oliver’s thigh, and moving it over the hot, smooth, skin of the other man’s leg, he enjoyed the sensations that pulsed right through him.

  “That’s great. We both know that I’m no virgin, but this is my first time with a guy,” Ben said. “And it’s with you, who means everything to me. I just don’t want to hurt you.”

  Oliver lightly stroked a finger over Ben’s skin. It was marvelous how delicate his touch was. Ben didn’t think he would forget a single second of this moment with Oliver, but he needed to know that their friendship would be intact afterwards. This might have been just a bit of fun, but it was also walking the line. It could take their relationship to the next level or do irreparable damage to their friendship. They needed to know the boundaries and know where they would end up.

  Ben also expected things to go back to the way they once were the moment they returned home.

  “Don’t feel pressured or obligated or anything.” Oliver squeezed his hips. “You doing okay?”

  “I’m great.” Ben relished the feel of Oliver’s calves and thighs as he rubbed his leg on him. “Would you be okay with taking the lead?”

  He wanted to be Oliver’s student, to learn his wants and needs. To learn how to pleasure

  Oliver and satisfy him.

  Oliver’s eyes lit up. He moved to Ben, kissing him, bringing his legs up to wrap around his waist and rolling his hips into him. Ben groaned with unexpected pleasure as his stiff cock stabbed Oliver in the gut. He closed his eyes at the hungry nibbles on his neck.

  If they had never pretended to be boyfriends, Ben might have never found out just how much he could be attracted to another man. To Oliver. His true feelings would have been buried in the past with his fears of coming out.

  Ben was finally getting to experience what he’d always wanted, and it was all thanks to Oliver. There was so much that Ben owed him. Ben had always been the one to take care of Oliver, the one to look after him, protect him and attend to his needs. Now, Ben was the one who was being looked after.

  Ben was a giver. It shouldn’t have been hard to just lie there and let Oliver do all of the work. But for now, he was content to relax as Oliver ran kisses down his chest and abs.

  The intimacy of his kisses made Ben shudder. The whole experience was perfect. And at the same time, Oliver was cautious, slow and thorough.

  As Oliver straddled him and caressed his torso, his cock grinded into Ben’s erection. Their hips moved together in a perfect synchrony, and a fire in Ben’s core built up. He was being driven to the end.

  “Let me know if I’m doing the right thing, all right?” Oliver said.

  “Yes,” Ben said, the whisper barely escaping his throat. Their hips moved in a continuous motion, rubbing the bulges in their boxers together.

  Ben cried out as he felt that he was about to come, but he instantly swallowed his moan and held his orgasm in check. He wasn’t prepared for the slow, yet intense rapture that rose inside him.

  But Oliver stopped grinding into him and returned to kissing and caressing his body. The intensity inside Ben subsided. It was incredible, and at first he thought he would be overwhelmed, but as he relaxed and enjoyed the feeling of excitement rushing through his body, he realized the enjoyment of being brought to the point of orgasm only to have it dissipate.

  He pulled Oliver into him and rolled on top of him, burying his face in the other man’s neck. He really wanted to show Oliver his appreciation for what he was doing for him.

  “This is unbelievable. I don’t want it to end,” Ben said between kissing and light nibbles on Oliver’s neck, earlobe and cheek.

  “I’m glad you like it,” Oliver said. “You’ve done so much for me and even more these past few days. You’ve made this whole experience into a dream come true.”

  “I’m dozing,” Ben said. “When I wake up, I want you to still be here.”

  “I’d be crazy to even think of leaving your arms,” Oliver said. He snuggled into Ben’s arms.

  They cuddled each other, sated by the warmth of each other’s bodies. It was enough to make Ben’s eyes heavy and his head light. He closed his eyes, and he was happy to know that the first thing he would see when he woke was the man who meant everything to him. His friend and now his lover.

  Ben woke with Oliver snuggled into the crook of his arm, asleep with his leg pulled up and draped across his hip. His erection pressed into Ben’s abs. Oliver’s erection roused Ben’s, and he had to close his eyes tightly and take a few deep breaths just to relax.

  Ben shifted a little to peer down at Oliver’s body. He was glad that he’d shared his curiosity about his sexuality with Oliver. He was overjoyed to hold Oliver in his arms.

  Oliver stirred. Opening his eyes, he lifted his head.

  “Morning,” Ben said.

  “You’re awake,” Oliver said, surprised.

  “I just woke up,” Ben said.

  Oliver looked down at his body, realizing his erection was driving into Ben. He shifted away. “Sorry.”

  “Don’t be,
” Ben said. “I liked it.”

  They stared at each other.

  “Do you want to come up here and kiss me?” Ben asked.

  “Yes,” Oliver said. He pushed himself up on his arms and looked at Ben and then smiled. It was the cutest thing Ben had seen in a while. Then he moved to Ben and gave him a sensual kiss.

  “This is the best vacation ever,” Ben said. His cock twitched in his boxers, and for some reason he didn’t want Oliver to notice, which felt silly because Oliver wouldn’t have minded. But there were a lot of actions he took where he surprised himself. Holding back and taking things slow was something he never saw himself doing. Not when he thought about being affectionate towards Oliver and especially making love to him.

  But Ben fought to restrain himself.

  Then he noticed Oliver’s bed hair, and he let out a deep chuckle. He looked so cute, Ben didn’t have a prayer of holding back his laughter. But he also looked sexily disheveled.

  “What’s so funny?” Oliver asked with a grin on his face.

  “Your bed hair, it looks too cute.”

  Oliver frowned. “I look cute in the morning and you look as hot as usual,” he said. He playfully shoved Ben’s chest. “Some guys get all the luck.”

  Ben coaxed Oliver closer, meeting his lips with a soft kiss. Butterflies quietly fluttered in his stomach as Oliver smiled. He brushed his fingers along Oliver’s stubble.

  “So, what’s on the agenda today?”

  “I want to stay in bed with you all day,” Oliver said.

  Their playful banter and touching was distracting enough, but then Oliver dropped his hand on the blanket and felt Ben’s erection. It was too late for Ben to feel shy when Oliver slowly pulled back the blanket.

  It all happened in slow motion.

  “What do we have here?” Oliver said. He sounded both surprised and happy.

  Ben was aching for Oliver, but he didn’t want to come across as a guy just looking to have sex and take advantage of Oliver. He wanted to fulfill his role as fake boyfriend to the best of his ability.

  Knowing he wouldn’t get a second chance with Oliver, Ben wanted to treat him right. It was more than an experiment to find out about his sexuality. He wanted Oliver to get a lot out of the experience too. He’d witnessed how other guys treated Oliver, and he wanted to show him another side.

  “What can I say, I was really happy that you were awake,” Ben said, in jest.

  “Oh, I see,” Oliver said with a smile on his face. “You didn’t get off last night. I think you really need this taken care of. Am I right?”

  “Yes,” Ben said. “But we’ve both got morning wood, so we’re both gonna need a little attention.”

  “You couldn’t be more right,” Oliver said. “But you were up first. Pun intended. So, I don’t see why you should be the one to wait for me. I want to reward you for rising early.”

  Ben swallowed. “I’m not going to argue.” He felt a tremor of desire as Oliver ran a finger down his abs and landed his hand on the bulge in Ben’s boxers. It was all too much to bear. But he maintained his composure to the best of his ability.

  “Do you mind if I take it out?” Oliver asked.

  “Go ahead,” Ben said.

  He began removing Ben’s underwear. First, he pulled the sheets down to their thighs and even rubbed Ben’s legs in the process. Next, he stuck his thumbs in the waistband of Ben’s boxers and removed them, slowly.

  “Just be sure to tell me if you feel strange or anything like that,” Oliver said.

  “I will,” Ben said, but his words came out in a deep breath and his voice was changed by the lust that filled his throat. He sounded more hoarse.

  When the head of his cock popped through the waistband, Oliver gasped and cupped a hand to his mouth. He quickly went to work, seeming to shake off the shock that came over him. Ben, on the other hand, couldn’t stop his cock from pulsing.

  The sensation of his boxers being drawn down over the skin of his cock was enough to make the tiny string of precum seep through his cock and drip onto his abs. He didn’t have time to think about it beyond the fact that Oliver was the first person to make him aroused to the point where he could cum without being touched.

  Ben’s cock was exposed, and he watched as Oliver sat back and stared at it, his jaw open in disbelief. He reached out with a shaky hand and took hold of it.

  Ben gave a sigh of relief as he felt his friend’s hand wrap around his cock. It was gentle, warm and sensual. Oliver massaged his thumb over it with care.

  “You have a really beautiful cock,” Oliver said in a breathy voice. He looked down at Ben’s cock and then back up into his eyes. “It’s nice and hard.”

  Ben moaned. He placed his hands on top of Oliver’s and gripped them. He caught glimpses of carnal lust in Oliver’s eyes. It was amazing to see how turned on he was getting. Ben sunk deeper into mattress as he enjoyed how his friend traced his fingers over his cock.

  “I really like the veins on your cock,” Oliver said. He smiled and bit his bottom lip.

  “I’ve never imagined a cock could be something beautiful. I just thought of it as a thing between my legs,” he confessed.

  “I get why you would see things that way,” Oliver said. “But it’s more than that. I like that you’re clean shaven down here. It makes touching it and tasting it a whole lot better.”

  Ben laughed. “I’ll have to take your word for it as I’m new to all of this.”

  Light fingers crept down Ben’s thigh and reached down to his taint. It was the first time Ben had been touched there. The sensation felt like a warm liquid.

  “Oh, wow,” Ben murmured. He could no longer think straight; all he knew was that he wanted Oliver to continue. He got the feeling that he shouldn’t have been so turned on by a touch, but he couldn’t control himself.

  Oliver paused. “Are you ready?”

  Ben nodded. His ears burned. Anticipation filled him, but he didn’t have long to wait. Hot lips enveloped the head of his cock, causing him to writhe immediately. He closed his eyes and heard Oliver’s deep moan.

  Then he realized that he was moaning too; they were both moaning together. As Oliver’s lips slid further down the length of his cock, Ben opened his thighs wider and felt the bed sink beneath the weight of his body.

  His breath sped up, and soon he couldn’t take it any longer. He opened his eyes and looked at Oliver. As soon as Oliver saw him staring, he stopped sucking.

  “Does it feel weird? To be sucked off by a guy?” Oliver asked.

  Ben released a long drawn out breath before he answered. “No. But it does feel different. It’s like I’m discovering feelings that I’ve never had before. I can’t believe I didn’t do this sooner.”

  “Good, I’m here to make this the best experience I can.” Oliver hummed. He smiled before dragging his tongue along Ben’s shaft, coating it in a hot layer of saliva.

  Ben’s head fell back, and he cursed. His body felt weak, as if he was in a constant battle to restrain himself. He couldn’t wait until the next moment when he felt Oliver’s lips cover the tip of cock, and the man’s mouth was impossibly warm as it wrapped around him, swallowing him entirely. This happened a few times, and within that time, Ben clenched the bedsheets as waves of pleasure washed over him.

  Suddenly, everything stopped. Oliver stopped. Ben opened his eyes and glanced down in a haze of lust.

  “Is this what you expected?” Oliver asked. “I mean, how am I doing?”

  Ben couldn’t think. The dizziness and the newness of the type of sensual delight building within him made it impossible to speak. It took a few gulps of air before Ben’s mouth and brain were fully functional.

  “This feels like I’m having a real blowjob for the first time,” Ben said.

  Oliver grinned. This seemed to please him. He gave Ben’s cock a light peck on the tip and moved down to the length, kissing and licking and nibbling at the flesh there.

  Ben gasped. Oliver truly seemed to be
enjoying sucking his penis. It was the first time that he received a blowjob from a person who really appeared to enjoy what they were doing. Other times when Ben had blowjobs, he felt the person was just trying to get through it so they could get to penetration, or he sometimes felt his other partners weren’t about giving pleasure.

  Oliver was different.

  He gave a lot of care to Ben’s body. He didn’t just focus on his cock, but he gave attention to his balls, his groin area and his taint. Ben felt pleasure like he’d never felt before; he felt wanted and appreciated. It also helped him get to learn more about his best friend. Oliver had a giving side that Ben liked. An sensual generosity he bestowed onto Ben’s body, which brought a blossoming exhilaration inside him.

  Oliver ran his finger down Ben’s taint and brought it to his anus, circling it there. Ben tensed up; he wasn’t expecting this. No one had ever played with his anus before, and now Oliver was touching the rim.

  “Don’t worry, I just going to touch the outside, if that’s okay?” Oliver asked.

  “That’s fine with me,” Ben said. He sighed and settled into it. Oliver’s tongue lapped at his ball sack, kissing it gently.

  Oliver covered Ben’s cock with his mouth and began to suck with more vigor, increasing the speed, making things more luxurious and unbearable. Ben started to gasp, and before he knew it Oliver had moved up to him and crushed their bodies together. He laid on top of Ben, and his erection rubbed against him.

  Ben parted his lips. He didn’t know if he wanted to thank Oliver for such a great experience or to beg him for release. He was caught between his mounting rush and his desire for release, and his wish not to have it end.

  Oliver brought his mouth down on Ben and they kissed.

  “I love kissing you, I don’t know why I never thought of this before,” Ben said. “You really know how to take me away with your lips. I could kiss you forever.”

  “You have such kissable lips,” Oliver said.

  There was a pause between them, and Ben was anticipating what Oliver was going to say. He expected him to continue kissing, but there was something on his mind.