by John Harris
Mason placed his hand on Ryan’s cheek, stroking it tenderly. “I had to. The days being apart from you were hell. I really thought I was going to die at one point. I tried so hard to get back into my old life, but I just couldn’t.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah, I love you, Ryan. I know that now.” Mason frowned. “I guess I always knew it, but I was too afraid to admit it. I’ve liked guys for most of my life, but I never loved one.”
Ryan’s heart could’ve melted. “I love you too, Mason.”
They ascended the remaining floors in silence, and not once did they break eye contact. With a ping, the elevator heralded their arrival on Ryan’s floor. Holding hands, they stepped out.
“What did Clarice say?” Ryan asked, just as they reached the door to his room. The question had been burning on his tongue ever since Mason’s declaration of love in front of the press.
“She wasn’t all that happy about it, but I guess she knew that the day would come. I moved out of our house.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah, I couldn’t stick around anymore. Then I got in touch with Juan at the shop. He told me that you were in New York. Fuck, the guy was really pissed at me. He nearly threw me out of the store. It took all of my persuasion skills to convince him that I love you and that I was going to make it right.”
Ryan chuckled. “Juan is very protective of his friends.”
“You’re lucky to have him, Ryan,” Mason said, stepping into the room. He whistled. “Wow, look who’s coming up in the world.”
Ryan blushed and gestured with his hand to the opulent suite with views overlooking Manhattan. “I’m still new to all of this.”
“As long as it has a bed,” Mason winked, pulling Ryan into the room and closing the door with his foot.
Ryan laughed, “It has a bed in the other room. You want me to show you?”
“I want nothing more.” Mason kissed Ryan on the lips, and immediately he plunged his tongue into Ryan’s mouth, circling it in deft waves.
“Oh, Mason, how I’ve missed this,” Ryan groaned. He pressed his body onto Mason’s. In seconds, his cock was rock hard. He could feel Mason’s push against him through his dress pants. Ryan let himself be directed to the bedroom. His breath hitched in his throat when he felt Mason’s hands go to work at his belt.
“I’m always in favor of you in fewer clothes,” Mason murmured, his breath tickling in Ryan’s mouth.
By the time they reached the bedroom, there was a trail of clothes in their wake. All that remained on their bodies were their boxers. Not once did they break apart while they undressed. Too hot and needing the touch of the other man’s lips.
“Get on the bed face down,” commanded Mason. He chuckled when he saw the confusion play out on the other man’s face. “I so want to fuck you, but I been waiting for this moment for a long time, and I want to savor every second and inch of your body.”
Ryan gave him a frisky smile. Before he could lie down, Mason stopped him.
“Take your boxers off.”
Ryan obeyed. With a pleasurable sigh, he lay on the bed. The feel of the cool sheets against his skin was a real turn on. He groaned when he felt Mason climb on top of him, straddling his ass—he, too, had removed his shorts, and Ryan could feel his erection press against his skin. Already, Ryan had trouble positioning his cock on the mattress. It pressed against the front of his body and the fabric of the sheets on the bed.
Mason rubbed lotion on his hands. He ran his hands with long strokes across Ryan’s lats. The heat of Ryan’s skin felt so good to his touch. His cock pulsated as it lay nestled between Ryan’s butt cheeks. It moved about leisurely with his every stroke.
“Jesus, Mason, you sure know what you’re doing. Where did you learn to do that?”
Mason’s laugh was husky and suggestive. “I’ve had more than enough massages in my life to have picked up a few pointers.”
Ryan turned his head slightly. “This is so nice,” he purred.
“Yeah, it sure is.” Mason leaned forward to drop a sideways kiss on Ryan’s mouth. Then, he planted a trail of kisses down his spine, ending with a little kiss on his backside. He slapped his cheeks in turn, “Okay, flip.”
Ryan was quick to follow Mason’s directions. “You’re going to do my front?” he asked throatily.
“Oh, I’m going to do your front alright,” Mason chuckled and captured Ryan’s mouth in a blistering kiss. He moaned into the contact as his erection brushed against Ryan’s. Sitting up again, Mason resumed his massage, this time focusing on Ryan’s abdomen.
“It feels so good,” Ryan blinked at Mason. He loved the way the big man looked sitting on top of him, and the slight frown of concentration on his face was so cute. He felt a flush course over his body as the heat between them built up.
Mason kissed Ryan’s mouth for a long moment—savoring every little gasp and sigh. He dropped feather light kisses all the way down to Ryan’s pecs.
Totally releasing himself to Mason, Ryan felt his body hum with an awareness he had never felt before. It was as if all of his neurons had lit up at once. Mason’s day-old stubble felt incredible against his skin. Mason knew it, too, judging by the way he took his time to cover Ryan’s abs with light brushes of his lips. Ryan’s chest thrummed when he felt Mason move lower, until his nose was nestled in pubic hair and warm breath teased the tip of his cock.
“I need to taste you,” Mason said. “It’s been so long.” He ducked lower, teasing the tip of Ryan’s erection with his tongue. He slid further, taking the whole thing in his mouth.
“Oh God, yes.” Ryan’s hips bucked of their own accord. He didn’t want to choke the man giving him a blowjob, but Mason’s mouth seemed to have short-circuited Ryan’s brain, robbing him of all control of his body. Mason didn’t seem to mind, though. He swallowed more of Ryan’s length in response, while he ran both of his hands up and down Ryan’s thighs. He sucked so slowly, it was agonizingly intense, making Ryan jam his head onto the pillow.
“Fuck.” Mason pulled off Ryan’s cock, just long enough to make eye contact. The look in his eyes was feral. “I want to taste you everywhere. To make you cry out. You want that, Ryan?”
Ryan grinned naughtily, “Yes, I want that.”
“Good.” With a predatory glint in his eyes, Mason slid down the bed so that he had access to Ryan’s balls, which he tugged into his mouth, one at a time with his tongue. It made Ryan grip the sheets on the bed. He cried out when Mason moved lower still, licking and sucking his way south.
As if he anticipated the other man’s final destination, Ryan lifted his legs. They came to a rest on Mason’s shoulders. By now Ryan was a babbling mess. Each of the sensations built up on top of the other, creating one big pleasure throb that coursed over his body. When Mason’s mouth reached his rim, Ryan breathed in deeply, waiting, just hoping he would really do it. His hands took fistfuls of the sheets. “Argh, yes. Oh my God.”
Mason hummed happily. Licking, sucking and flicking, he proceeded to give Ryan’s hole the same level of attention he’d given his balls. At the same time, he worked his cock with his hands. This sweet torment lasted for countless heartbeats until Mason moved up and took Ryan in his mouth again. Seconds later, he circled Ryan’s crack with his index finger, teasing his opening while he slurped on his cock.
“Fuck.” This action was doing such a number on Ryan’s sanity. When Mason worked his finger into his hole, Ryan let off a shriek. The brief pain was followed by endless pleasure. Ryan jolted, and starbursts danced behind his eyelids. His firm grip on the bed sheets was the only thing reminding him where he was. No matter how good it felt, Ryan couldn’t help thinking how much better it would be if Mason impaled him with his cock.
“You want me to let you cum, baby?” Mason’s question was directed at Ryan’s cock, where his lips were only half an inch away.
Ryan had to force himself to keep control and not release himself to another curl of Mason’s finger in his ass. The feel of th
e breath on his tip sent sweet tingles up his spine. “Not yet,” Ryan slurred. “I want you to fuck me, Mason. It’s been so long.”
Mason laughed throatily. “Are you ready for that?”
“Yeah, so ready. I need to feel your dick inside me.”
Mason growled at that. He removed his finger and licked it some more before reinserting it. Then he licked his other hand, then spread his saliva on his cock in an attempt to lube it up.
“You need a hand?” Ryan’s voice was so sexy that it made Mason harder still.
“Yeah, that’d be good.” The entire time he had pleasured Ryan, his cock had grown, maintaining stiffness throughout. Ryan shimmied up. Mason moved with him so that he could keep his finger buried inside. He gasped loudly when Ryan began to suck on his dick until it was nicely wet.
“Fuck me now, Mason.”
He didn’t need any more prompting. Mason moved around. He waited for Ryan to get on all fours. “You want it like that this time?”
“Uh-huh. I want you to jack me off while you fuck me from behind.” Ryan looked behind his shoulders seductively. He licked his lips while he waited for Mason, who couldn’t take his eyes off Ryan’s hole as he pressed his tip inside of him.
“Oh, Ryan, you feel so good.” Mason pressed against him, then still harder until his entire length was inside Ryan. Not once did the other man protest or flinch. He opened up for Mason, offering all that he had. Slowly, Mason began to gently thrust. After a few moments, he reached lower and felt for Ryan’s cock. When he found it, he wrapped his fingers around his girth and pumped his fist. “I’m going to make you come while I shoot inside of you.”
“Oh, Mason. Don’t stop.” It felt so good to have Mason’s cock in his ass. Behind him, Mason grunted as he ploughed inside of him. Ryan let off a series of little shrieks every time the tip of Mason’s cock hit his prostate. The sensation was mind-blowing. Within moments, he felt his cock tense in Mason’s hand. He cried out, his orgasm ripping through him.
As Ryan fell apart, Mason’s grip on his hip and cock tightened. His strokes sped up, losing the controlled rhythm from before. “Yes, yes, Ryan. You feel so good.” With a loud shout, Mason shot his load into Ryan who took it inside him with all of his love. He let Mason thrust as hard as he needed to, until he collapsed on the bed beside him.
They wriggled closer to each other and shared a long, lingering kiss. It took a while for their breathing to settle. Ryan didn’t have any idea just how long they lay there in silence. His mind worked like crazy as he replayed all that had happened between them.
“That was incredible, my love,” Ryan said. “We came at the same time.”
“Yeah, you blew my fucking mind,” Mason said, shaking his head.
Ryan slid onto his side and gave him a dopey smile. “I’m so happy that you came back to me.”
“Me, too.” Mason ran his fingers through Ryan’s hair.
“Never leave me again.”
“Never. I love you too much to ever hurt you again.” Mason kissed his lips.
“I love you too, Mason.”
Mason sat up. “Good, and now we can eat. Being around you always makes me hungry.”
“Mm, I wouldn’t know why.” Ryan laughed huskily.
“Let’s have a romantic dinner in the room, shall we?”
“In our dressing gowns?”
“Easy access when we’re done eating.” Mason picked up the room service menu from the desk.
“We’re going to have such a great life together, baby.”
“Tell me about it.”
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