The Full Ride

by Gavin Atlas

  Christian gasped and closed his eyes. The change in perspective was almost too much to comprehend. Enjoying sex would make him a good boy. Yes. And he wanted more than anything to be a good boy.

  Christian lifted his legs and moaned. “Please,” he begged.

  The pirate unlaced and opened his pants. “You want me? You want me to take you?”

  Christian whimpered. “Yes, please. I want to be good. Please.”

  The pirate rushed forward, attacking Christian with kisses to his face, lips, and neck. His hands reached down to grasp Christian’s straining cock.

  Christian jolted at the contact. No man had ever touched him sensually. No one cared about his pleasure. Why would they? The pirate’s hand was warm, and the new sensation of someone feeling him was so good.

  The pirate gently bit Christian’s lip and then stared straight into Christian’s eyes. Christian saw unadulterated lust, but somehow, there was also kindness. Patience.

  “Do you like to be sucked?” the pirate asked.

  For a moment Christian was sure the chugging roar of the speeding train had made him mishear. He couldn’t believe this was possible, but it was. Christian’s nerves returned. He shook his head. “No, no. I’m not worthy of that. Please let me pleasure you with my ass. That’s what I’m good for. You know I want it so much, but it has to be something that will make you come. Not me.”

  The pirate arched an eyebrow. “If you want to be a good boy, you have to let me do what I want, even if it feels good to you.” Christian’s heart sped faster, but he said nothing.

  As the train jostled beneath them, the pirate blinked slowly at Christian and caressed his face. “You say you want to please me with your ass? You want me to fuck you?”

  Christian nodded, swallowing and panting with urgency. “Yes, please. Oh, please.”

  “Yes, sweetheart, I know you want it. But I’m going to drive you crazy with need.”

  The pirate slid his body down Christian’s torso in one rapid motion. Before Christian could utter the word “no” his shaft was engulfed by the pirate’s warm mouth.

  Christian bucked like he’d been shocked with electricity, and the train responded by nearly rocking them off the bench. But the immediate panic, the sense that the entire world had made an unbearable shift, melted as soon as the signals from the nerve receptors in his penis reached his brain. Christian cried out in pure rapture. What was this man doing? This sensation was so stunning that Christian could scarcely breathe. The pirate continued to suck and lick while gently tickling, caressing, and lubricating Christian’s hole. The pleasure was unendurable. Christian blinked away the beginnings of tears as he cried out again.

  Christian thought it would never end, that he would die of pleasure before this man released his cock from his mouth. And the pirate was right. The longing to be fucked had risen to a raging need. He thrashed beneath the pirate’s mouth. “Please. Oh, God! Please fuck me!”

  The pirate sat up, a smirk of triumph and mirth on his face. “Now you’re ready.”

  The pirate slid farther back, his hands sliding along Christian’s thighs and calves. Then they captured his ankles, ferociously yanking them skyward. Christian exhaled at the sight of the pirate’s long, thick and curved erection.

  Christian whimpered and panted in agonizing hunger until he felt the pirate’s dick begin to push inside his ass. Bliss arced through him as he sighed in relief. His breathing relaxed. Now he inhaled deeply, a delirious satisfaction like he’d never experienced before whipped through him. He moaned, feeling an unfamiliar ache in his toes. Somehow, his excitement had caused them to flex and curl, but he couldn’t stop it.

  The pirate’s dick slid all the way inside Christian’s hole, filling him. The stretching caused Christian’s head to tilt back, and he let out a series of short grunts as his body adjusted to the penetration. The pirate remained still for a moment, kissing Christian’s legs. Christian knew the pirate was trying to show patience and kindness, but he could feel the man’s dick pulse with urgency. He pulled his thighs back, communicating to the pirate that he was welcome to ravish his ass as hard and as fast as the pirate’s heart desired. The train wobbled and rattled.

  The thrusts began. They were gentle, but with his size, it was impossible for Christian not to feel the power of the pirate’s lust and the sensation that he had surrendered his body to a man who would explore him with more passion than any other. Yes, as the strokes quickened, it all became clear. Many men had shown Christian that his ass was worth fucking again and again, but this man’s lust went far deeper. He loved Christian’s ass. He’d capture and own Christian’s hole and his mind like no man ever had. But the pirate’s gentle hands and the look of wonderment in his eyes told Christian the man wanted Christian’s heart as well. As the strokes became wild, fevered jabs, Christian felt a rise in his groin that had never occurred except when he was alone.

  No, this can’t be. I’ve never come with anyone else. I can’t. The pleasure cannot be mine. Christian’s muscular chest heaved with heat and confusion. What could he do to stop this?

  The pirate must have been able to see the conflict in Christian’s eyes. “Come for me, handsome. I want you, too. Come for me.”

  Christian moaned and whimpered. “I’m not…I’m not supposed to!”

  The pirate thrust even harder. “Free yourself. Admit that you love having me in your ass. More than anything, it’s what you want.”

  Christian bucked. His head thrashed from side to side.

  “Christian, I want you more than life itself. I live to be with you and love you and never let you go. I have to have you.” The pirate stopped talking to catch his breath. He looked up and gasped. Then he increased his pace again. When he looked down again at Christian, his face had changed. It was Jeremy. It had been Jeremy the whole time. The light in the train car darkened as it sped into the tunnel.

  “You can feel how much my dick needs to be in you, can’t you? I must have you, Christian. You need me in you, I know. You need it so much.” Jeremy growled and hissed as he drove in faster and faster. Christian had never had such an incredible fucking. So deep. So hard. Jeremy’s dick seemed unstoppable.

  “Oh, God,” cried Christian. “Yes, yes! I do love this! I do! I love this! I love you!”

  Christian gasped, his body convulsing as his orgasm began. At the same time, Jeremy moaned and growled, nearing his own peak. Christian’s head snapped back as come exploded out of him in waves, spraying his neck and chest. As Christian’s insides tightened around Jeremy’s cock, Jeremy roared and shot deep inside Christian’s ass.

  The train steadied. It glided now as it slowed, the din of the engine and the clacking wheels fading. Christian watched Jeremy as he panted, sweat dripping off his face. Then Jeremy looked him in the eyes and Christian saw the happiest smile he’d ever seen.

  “Oh, baby, you did it,” said Jeremy. “You let me love you.”

  “I want this every day forever,” Christian said, his voice soft with contentment and exhaustion. Then he pulled Jeremy down for a kiss as the train came to a halt amidst the steaming red rocks.

  Acknowledgements

  Thanks first to J.M. Snyder and JMS Books.

  Thanks to all the authors, artists, and editors who have supported me including Shane Allison, Jill Braden, Kay Brandt, ‘Nathan Burgoine, Dale Chase, Becky Cochrane, Paul Florez-Taylor, Jason Frazier, Jeff Funk, Bill Holden, Kayla Jameth, Alex Jeffers, B.L. Johnston, Selena Kitt, Richard Labonté, Timothy Lambert, Catherine Lundoff, Jeff Mann, Joe Pittman, Neil Plakcy, Cindy Potts, Jeffrey Ricker, Jerry Rosco, Willsin Rowe, D.V. Sadero, Jennie Lee Schade, Ralph Seligman-Courtois, Ron Suresha, Cecilia Tan, Ellen Tevault, and Jerry Wheeler

  Thanks are also due for the friendship of Jubi Arriola-Headley, Dan Barrett, Marcus Brisker, Ronald Brown, John Chasteen, John Cummings, Oscar DeLeon, Boss Domen8r, Herman Edwards, Marco Febles, Jordan Goetz, Lou Goss, Rod Hall, Al Harris, Rick Hull, Curtis Jackson, Steve Jennings, Russ Johnson, Ron King, A
hmad Mahan, Russ McDowell, Quentin Mitchell, Devin Parker, Mike Pierce, Harvey Scott, Chris Shelton, Harris Thomas, Robin Vieno, and Keith Walker

  Last, John. You are my hero.

  Publication History

  This collection was previously published as The Full Ride: Bottom Boys Get Play (Lethe Press, 2014).

  The following stories appeared in these publications:

  “He Could Stop Traffic” in Rookies (Cleis Press, 2014)

  “Pink Cowboy Hat” in Model Men (Cleis Press, 2011)

  “The Full Ride” in College Boys (Cleis Press, 2010)

  “Daddies in Damian” in Hot Daddies (Cleis Press, 2011)

  “And Brawley Threads the Needle” in Hot Jocks (Cleis Press, 2011)

  “The Laius League” in Frat Boys (Cleis Press, 2011)

  “Il Circo dei Fiori” in Tented (Lethe Press, 2011)

  “Which Way to Dominance” in How the West Was Done (Ravenous Romance, 2009)

  “Engine of Repression” in Riding the Rails (Bold Strokes Books, 2012)

  THE END

  ABOUT GAVIN ATLAS

  Gavin Atlas has been called the “bottom’s bottom” of gay erotica. His stories are frequently described as “fun, wild sex romps,” although he occasionally delves into romance or, conversely, into darker themes.

  His first collection of short fiction hit #1 for six weeks on TLA’s Gay Fiction and Erotica bestseller list. His erotic vampire novella, Slave to Shadows (Excessica Publishing), was an ARe top seller. Though there is a reason why some of his wildest stories about aggressive older tops are set in Richmond, Virginia, Gavin currently lives in Texas with his boyfriend, John.

  For more information, visit facebook.com/gavinatlas.

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