Wedding Fever

by Ryland Reynolds

  “Do you want to go further?” Oliver asked.

  Ben heard the nervousness in Oliver’s voice, and knew exactly what he was talking about. His cock stood to attention as soon as he realized what Oliver was asking.

  “Yes, yes, I do,” Ben said.

  Ben lubed up his cock with the lube that Oliver handed him. He watched as Oliver laid on his back and looked at him with encouraging eyes. There was also something behind Oliver’s eyes that turned Ben on. It was as if he was ready to give himself completely to Ben.

  Now Ben had Oliver in his care, it was up to him to give Oliver a great time. It was up to both of them to show each other a great time. The heat in the room was sweltering, and neither man could wait.

  Ben leaned in and took hold of his cock. He felt beads of sweat on his forehead. He stared into Oliver’s eyes and almost gave himself completely into the moment, but then he felt the need make sure that Oliver was okay.

  “Are you sure that you want this?” he asked.

  “Fuck me!” The need in Oliver’s voice was apparent.

  Ben didn’t waste any more time. Pressing the head of his cock to Oliver’s anus, he slid his hands under Oliver’s buttocks and gripped. He slowly eased himself into Oliver. As soon as he did, the heat that surrounded his cock almost pushed Ben over the edge, and he found that he needed to stop and take a breath.

  Oliver laid there with his eyes closed. He took deep breaths, and he seemed to be bracing himself. His lips were moist and trembling with obvious pleasure, and heat flushed his cheeks.

  “Ohh, this feels so good,” Oliver said. “Keep going.”

  Ben pushed inside him. As he entered, he didn’t expect his cock to be so sensitive; it was as if Oliver’s whole body was squeezing him and pulling him in. He didn’t want to hurt him, as he was aware that if he gave into his lust and lost control he could hurt Oliver.

  Oliver held onto his back and occasionally ran his hands down onto Ben’s buttocks. He never gave Ben instructions; instead, he seemed happy with allowing him to work things out from this point on.

  Ben stared down at Oliver, who was panting and moaning as he drew his cock back out and then pushed it back in. He was surprised at how tight Oliver’s body was squeezing him, and he was even more surprised at how natural and right it was to be inside Oliver.

  It meant so much to Ben that his first time making love to a man was with Oliver. He stared down at Oliver, who looked as far gone as he was. It felt amazing, and although he didn’t know how long he was going to last, Ben could tell that he’d be coming really soon.

  He wasn’t worried, because Oliver’s kind words during their foreplay made him feel that they were having more than sex, that what was going on between them was about caring and affection and friendship.

  Even at that moment, Ben still recognized Oliver as his friend. They were at their most intimate, and it still felt so familiar.

  Oliver reached up with splayed fingers. He ran them across Ben’s abs, moving them up and down. His gaze was filled with lust. Ben felt another moment where he was about to lose control. But Oliver took hold of his hips and steadied him.

  Ben took a deep breath. He closed his eyes, and the Oliver’s hot gaze burned in his head. He was trying his hardest to make it last. He pushed his hips forward, eliciting a moan from Oliver, and when he drew back, he heard a gasp.

  He knew that he might have come if he met Oliver’s eyes once again. It was too much, too hot.

  “Are you about to come?” Oliver asked.

  Ben nodded, opened his eyes, and found Oliver smiling at him. It wasn’t teasing, but warm and caring. As their eyes met, Ben felt Oliver relaxing, his muscles becoming less tense, making it easier to enter him.

  “I didn’t think you would be so tight. I don’t want to hurt you,” Ben admitted. “You doing okay?”

  “Yeah.” Oliver let out a breath. “I didn’t expect you to be so big. I was prepared, but taking you is another thing. But don’t hold back, I want you all the way inside me.”

  “I can take it slower if you want,” Ben said. He could feel himself blushing. Girls said that he was really big, but it had been a while since he had any action. He didn’t take pleasure knowing there was a possibility that Oliver wasn’t getting any enjoyment out of it.

  “You’re doing fine,” Oliver said. “You can take it up a notch. I think I can take your size now.”

  “Okay,” Ben said. “And I’m sorry if—”

  Before he finished Oliver grabbed him from behind his neck and pulled him down to meet his lips. They kissed.

  “Don’t apologize. You feel amazing,” he said. “You’re wonderful. Now fuck me, Ben.”

  His words were kind, but it was always sexy to hear Oliver cry out to be fucked by him.

  Ben slid into him again with one long stroke, earning another sexy little moan. It was a sound that Ben could happily listen to forever. He felt his heart expand to an impossible size. Oliver meant everything to him.

  “Oh, fuck,” Ben whispered in a weak tone that should have embarrassed him. It was a miracle that he was able to survive so long. With the next slow stroke, his cock was sucked in as Oliver’s body clung to him. And at that point, Ben wanted to scream and let himself completely go.

  Oliver’s achingly sweet words resounded inside his head. When Oliver called him wonderful, it made him feel bright and full of hope that something more might come of this. And when he followed it up with his plea to be fucked, Ben felt eager to let loose. And gazing down at Oliver, panting and moaning his name, Ben was filled with giddy excitement and heart-lifting joy. He felt wanted.

  He wanted to keep Oliver on edge just to stay in that moment for as long as possible, but Ben’s cock started throbbing. He gave into it and sped up on the next stroke, moving to a rhythm that increased each time he pushed into Oliver.

  Oliver’s moaning brought sheer delight to Ben’s heart, and he fell into him, kissing him. Oliver made a tiny, heart-wrenchingly happy noise. Kissing Oliver while being inside him gave Ben a stomach trembling thrill that overrode his sense of awareness until all he could think about was fucking Oliver.

  With each hard and shallow stroke, Ben began to thrust deeper and more energetically. Oliver’s whole body was pulling him in. It was so inviting. They were engaged in a connection of lips, hands and tongues, and having his cock inside Oliver made Ben feel the connection with their whole bodies.

  Oliver grabbed hold of Ben’s jaw to look at him. “Fuck me harder,” he demanded.

  Ben thrusted deeper, lifting the thick thighs of Oliver’s higher up his hips. He felt Oliver’s legs wrap around him and cling to him, locking them together. Their bodies pressed together, and the delicious friction from the hard line of Oliver’s erection grinding into Ben made his brain feel like it was about to short circuit.

  His surge forward slammed the headboard into the wall while at the same time his weight pressed Oliver into the mattress. As he picked up the pace, the mattress squeaked loudly, but neither of them were conscious enough to feel embarrassed.

  Ben’s balls tightened. He started shaking, and he grabbed Oliver’s hips as he felt the quivering tremors of Oliver’s body.

  “I’m about to come,” he grunted. Oliver’s body clenched around him, and he arched his back as wave after wave washed through him. There wasn’t an inch of space between them.

  Ben threw his head back as his entire being seemed to empty out into an earth-shattering orgasm that roared through them. He collapsed onto Oliver’s chest, which was slick with sweat.

  Oliver laid there, quivering in tiny ripples with bliss written across his features.

  They laid there in peaceful silence for a while, and neither of them were able to find their voices. Ben kissed Oliver’s sweat-covered head and rolled off him onto his back.

  If he weren’t so exhausted, he would have been smiling. He’d just had sex with a guy. And it was incredible. He knew with a bone-deep satisfaction that this was what he’d been miss
ing out on for so many years in his life. Sex with a man. Better yet, sex with a friend. He was hit by the sudden realization he just had sex with Oliver, his best friend.

  In mere moments, his whole world had just shifted, but it felt as if it were meant to be. It was the first time he’d truly enjoyed sex. This was huge.

  “Wanna snuggle?” Oliver asked.

  “Yes,” Ben said. He wrapped his arms around Oliver, and as he closed his eyes, he felt that he didn’t want to let go.

  They fell asleep.

  18

  Oliver

  Oliver fussed over Ben’s tie. He just knew the color wasn’t right and that it needed fixing. He stood in the mirror and tried to fix it.

  “You’re messing it up,” Ben said.

  “No, I’m not. You’ll look better in pink, trust me,” Oliver said.

  “Trust you?” Ben said. “You’re the one who never makes up his mind until the last minute.”

  They stood in front of the mirror. Oliver couldn’t help fussing over Ben. The trouble wasn’t that he didn’t look good in anything, but he just looked good in everything. It was a case where he would put something on and Oliver would immediately have an idea to dress him in something else that would make him look even better. Something that matched his tan or brought out his eyes. It was tough being around Ben when he looked so gorgeous all the time.

  “If Erica was here, she’d be fussing over you too,” Oliver said. “Count yourself lucky.”

  “I guess you’re right,” Ben said. “But the thing is, she has more to deal with now. I’m sure she wouldn’t really care about my outfit.”

  “Believe me, that girl is an artist through-and-through. You wouldn’t be able to get by her in a terribly matched outfit at her wedding even if she were stressed.”

  Both of them laughed, and Oliver couldn’t believe how much fun Ben was. He just wanted to continue teasing him, playing and bantering. He also couldn’t wait for another moment for them to have sex.

  Ben was amazing. He was so surprised that it was his first time with a man. Oliver couldn’t believe how careful, slow and measured he was. It didn’t hurt, and Ben gave him his full attention, something that most of Oliver’s lovers seemed to have trouble with. It was a thing where they seemed more obsessed with their image than with actually making sure that sex was a good experience in bed.

  “Okay, I do like that tie,” Oliver said when Ben changed into the pink one. “What do you think?”

  “I kind of like it too, but I do like all of the other ties as well,” Ben said. “I’m pretty poor when it comes to taste.”

  “No, maybe it’s me that’s too fussy,” Oliver said.

  After they were ready, Ben turned to Oliver.

  “How’s she doing?” he asked.

  Oliver knew that Ben wasn’t being nosy and genuinely cared about how Erica was doing. That was simply the type of man he was.

  “She’s having wedding jitters,” Oliver said.

  This was the expected reaction. Ben’s features transformed into happiness and joy, but when he saw that Oliver didn’t join in, his face took on a serious and concerned expression.

  “She’s not sure she wants to go through with it?” he asked.

  “Yeah, that’s right,” Oliver said. “I think she’s going to be discussing things with Brendan after the rehearsal dinner and then they’ll go from there. Getting married is a big step.”

  “I’m sure she’ll be happy. I mean, what’s there not to be happy about? She’s about to marry the man of her dreams, plus her best friend. I know they’ll want a family, and they’ll be great parents.”

  “I know,” Oliver said. Then he paused. “Do you ever want a family?”

  The question seemed to catch Ben off guard, but he recovered perfectly. “I would. I just feel that I might have a lot to offer a child.”

  Oliver nodded in agreement, but he also wished he’d never asked the question. He meant that Ben might want a family one day, children one day. And as much as Oliver liked to fantasize, even though he knew it was dangerous, he was certain that he had no chance of a future as Ben’s boyfriend as they would never have children. He wanted Ben to be happy most of all.

  Oliver knew adoption was an option, but he didn’t think that Ben would be into it. He decided not to think about it as it was just making him more upset. It was best to live in the moment and not fret about a future that hadn’t happened yet.

  As Oliver sat through the rehearsal and watched Erica, he began to see things that he might have not picked up on if he hadn’t known the truth of what the matter was with her. He watched Brendan, who still didn’t seem to know what was wrong, but was far from oblivious.

  The rest of the family carried on as normal, enjoying themselves and chatting away. They were all proud of Erica and expected so much of her, and after his talk with her on the beach, Oliver was starting to see how she might feel pressured to live up to everyone’s high standards.

  The night went well and everyone left happy. Oliver gave Erica a reassuring smile as she left with Brendan. She returned the smile, despite looking nervous.

  19

  Ben

  “Is that why you wanted to dress me?” Ben asked. “Just so you could undress me?”

  He leaned against the wall with his trousers down to his thighs and his boxers pulled halfway down. His erection was so hard that it almost hurt.

  “Maybe. Also, you look like you need taking care of,” Oliver said. He smiled playfully and looked up at Ben with his beautiful eyes.

  Ben’s whole body tensed in anticipation as Oliver gripped him and held his erect penis close to his lips as if he were teasing him. He was so sensitive that he twitched at Oliver’s warm breath.

  Oliver wasted no time at all; he brought his mouth down onto Ben’s cock and licked from the shaft all the way up to the tip.

  Ben felt as if his legs were going to give way from under him and he was going to fall to the floor. But he steadied himself by holding onto the dresser.

  Oliver lapped at the precum before taking him to the back of his throat with a groan of appreciation. His cock was already leaking precum into Oliver’s mouth, though it didn’t seem to bother Oliver. If anything, it seemed to urge him on.

  Ben moaned loudly and reached down to run his fingers through Oliver’s hair. He leaned back on the dresser, and then he realized that his hips were moving involuntarily and he plunged himself into Oliver’s mouth.

  The head of his cock bumped the back of Oliver’s throat. It took all of his willpower to hold back from reacting to this momentary surge that made him want to thrust forward with everything he had. Instead, he moved back and forth through Oliver’s palm to enter Oliver’s mouth.

  “Oh my God. Oh…shit…I’m…” he panted, begging for release until he could no longer find the words.

  All too soon Ben was coming into Oliver’s mouth. He watched as his friend began to swallow him. His legs convulsed and he grabbed Oliver’s head, resting on it and breathing hard. It was the most powerful orgasm that he’d ever had.

  It was so erotic to have his friend suck him off. Oliver bobbed his head up and down, sucking him dry. Ben cried, feeling everything inside him shatter at once. He watched as his cum spilled down the side of Oliver’s mouth. He gripped Oliver’s hair as he was being sucked off.

  And after the last jolts spasmed through him, he thought he wouldn’t be able to survive his orgasm.

  He heard Oliver coughing, and looked down to see if he was okay, but Oliver gave him a reassuring smile.

  “Don’t worry, I’m okay,” Oliver said.

  Later, they laid side by side on their bed and talked. Ben was feeling grateful for having someone like Oliver to guide him through his first experience with a guy. He was also learning a lot about himself, and he shared this with Oliver.

  “I have a really strong sex drive; I never knew,” Ben said. “It’s like I’ve been suppressing it for all these years.”

  “You defi
nitely surprised me,” Oliver said, running his fingers through his hair.

  “Sorry if I was a bit rough earlier; I didn’t know what came over me.”

  “I liked it. I think the fact that it was you doing it just made it even hotter,” Oliver said. “I like you taking control and expressing your lust. It’s a side of you that I can really get used to.”

  Ben’s mind spun with a thousand questions, but he addressed the one that teased at him the most.

  “I want to try you,” he said. “I want to know what it’s like to go down on you.”

  He wanted to take Oliver to the point of pure pleasure by falling to his knees and worshiping his cock to find out if he tasted delicious. Was sucking Oliver’s cock something that he would find himself enjoying, as he did with everything thing else when it came to Oliver? Or would he decide that it wasn’t for him after tasting it?

  He doubted it, but needed answers.

  Oliver flashed a mischievous grin and gave Ben, a quick, gentle, kiss. “Take a shower with me.”

  20

  Oliver

  Ben beamed as he ran his hands all over Oliver’s ass and lower back. Oliver stood under the warm spray and placed his hands on the tile wall with his feet spread apart.

  “Oh, that feels good,” he said. He relished how Ben’s nose pressed into his stomach as he trailed wet kisses down his body.

  Ben kneeled between Oliver’s legs and stared up, mesmerized. Then he went right to it, licking at the head of the cock. Oliver’s stomach muscles contracted. Ben didn’t waste any time; he took Oliver’s whole cock deep into his mouth and sucked it.

  An aching inside Oliver’s balls intensified, and his thrill started inside his chest. Ben’s tongue swirled and his lips sucked their way up to the crown, where he kissed the tip.