by J. J. Scotts
Ryan licked his lips, wrapping his hand around the long, sleek length of flesh, slowly stroking the smooth, dusky skin. He cupped the tight mass of Sam’s balls and lifted them, sucking first one and then the other into his warm mouth.
Sam grunted, lacing his fingers into Ryan’s hair. “Your mouth feels amazing.” He bucked his hips, his dick iron hard in Ryan’s grasp. Ryan tightened his grip, pumping his friend’s swollen shaft. He released Sam’s sack from his lips and moved to massage the underside of Sam’s cock with his tongue.
When his lips slid over the slick, spongy head of Sam’s cock, he moaned. The mixture of the tangy flavor of Sam’s skin and the salty taste of his pre-cum exploded on Ryan’s tastebuds. Sam cursed, fingers digging into Ryan’s scalp as he thrust himself between his best friend’s welcoming lips.
“Mmm yeah, take me all in.”
Ryan obeyed happily, slightly dazed that this was happening, that the glistening, rock hard shaft in his mouth belonged to the man he’d loved secretly for more than a decade. He wanted to devour him, and savor him all at the same time. He wanted to show Sam just how much it meant for him to be here, with him. Ryan slicked his tongue over the satiny skin of Sam’s prick, groaning in the back of his throat at the feel of his friend’s shaft pulsing between his lips. Sam’s hands on his head and the muttered curses and words of praise urged him on. He sank down on Sam’s cock, swallowing around him, his nose brushing through the wiry hair at the base of his friend’s shaft.
The smooth, broad head of Sam’s cock glided over Ryan’s tongue, brushing the roof of his mouth before prodding the back of his throat. Sam grunted and tensed beneath Ryan’s hands, stilling.
“Not yet.” He tugged Ryan off him, reaching down to lift him back to his feet. “I want to be in you when I come.” He pressed Ryan’s mouth with his, sucking at his lips and tongue. His hands pushed at Ryan’s jeans.
Ryan held Sam’s face between his palms, reveling in the commanding kiss and strong, sure touches. When the jeans fell to his ankles, he kicked them away, yanking Sam back to him and twining his arms around his friend’s waist.
Sam returned the embrace, pressing the entire length of his hard, hot body against Ryan’s. “Get on the bed.”
“When did you get so fucking bossy?” Ryan dragged his thumb over Sam’s lower lip, his own mouth curling in a grin. He was definitely enjoying seeing this other side of his taciturn friend. Sam put a hand on Ryan’s broad chest, long fingers splayed.
“When I realized you wanted me as much as I wanted you.” He shoved Ryan down onto the bed. Ryan let himself be pushed, collapsing backwards. He landed with his legs spread wide, cock jutting, and leaned on his elbows.
“How do you want me?” Ryan stroked one hand down his six-pack, curling his fingers around his thick prick, jacking it slowly a few times. His chest heaved with his unsteady breath as he watched Sam watch him. Sam gripped his own cock, mirroring Ryan’s movements.
“Bedside table,” he grunted, nodding toward his cache of condoms and lube.
Ryan tugged the drawer open with his free hand and snagged the small bottle of clear liquid, tossing it to the foot of the bed. His fingers curled around a foil-wrapped packet, lifting it. Sam reached out his hand, but Ryan paused.
“There hasn’t been anyone... in awhile.” His voice was low, soft, as he made the admission. “I’m clean.”
Sam’s fingers tightened reflexively around his stiff cock as Ryan’s words sunk in. Blood surged in his veins, his shaft thickening. “I...” He cleared his throat. “Me too.”
Ryan dropped the condom back into the drawer and pushed it closed. “I don’t want anything else between us.”
“Fuck, Rye. Stop saying such sexy things.” Sam didn’t have any other words. Emotion clogged his throat at the sight of his best friend sprawled on his bed, naked, hard, and waiting for him.
Ryan’s slightly stockier frame was heavy with muscle. Not body builder bulges, but chiseled. Wiry, light brown hair sprinkled his chest, tapering to a thin trail that led straight to his thick, veined cock.
Overwhelmed by need, Sam climbed onto the bed to bend over the other man. As soon as their lips touched, Ryan released his own cock to wrap his hand around Sam’s. He tugged the rigid length, rubbing it against his own slick shaft. Both men moaned in pleasure.
“Do it, Sam. Fuck me.” Ryan arched up against Sam’s body. Sam nudged Ryan’s thighs wider with one knee, leaning back to snatch the lube from its spot on the bed. He drizzled the cool, slick liquid all over Ryan’s pleading ass. He stroked one hand up from Ryan’s knee, pressing him even wider. Ryan’s lifted his hips as Sam’s long fingers fondled his sack before probing between his muscled cheeks. Their eyes locked as Sam stroked Ryan’s cock with his left hand and massaged the tight ring of his anus with his left. “Have you done this before?”
Ryan gave a short nod. “A few times.”
Sam’s long finger circled teasingly before pushing in, sliding easily into the tight confines of Ryan’s sensitive zone. Ryan gasped at the penetration, then hissed through his teeth at the slight burn as Sam swirled his finger slowly before adding another digit, stretching Ryan. The opening relaxed, responding positively to the slippery friction of Sam’s exploration.
Sam squeezed Ryan’s shaft, pumping the fingers buried in his friend’s ass in time with his fist. “You’re hard as a rock and burning hot in my hand. Feels good?”
Ryan slid between Sam’s talented hands, pushing back to impale himself on Sam’s fingers before fucking upward into his slick grip. “It feels amazing,” he gasped, muscles jumping and skin tightening as pleasure engulfed him. “But I bet your cock would feel better.”
“So impatient.” Sam smiled. He added another finger, pushing deeper into Ryan’s tight, hot channel. He spread his fingers, stretching Ryan wider, preparing him for his member.
Satisfied that Ryan was ready for him, Sam withdrew his slick digits and wrapped them around his own cock, smearing lube down his aching length. Heat pooled in his gut and his heart hammered his chest as he shifted forward, notching the head of his cock against the slick opening.
“Sam.” Ryan groaned, reaching for him. His fingers skimmed down Sam’s chest, curling around his hip as Sam massaged the head of his cock against Ryan’s ass.
Sam pushed forward, breaching the tight ring slowly. He bit his lip on the moan that clogged his throat as his best friend’s body opened to him, sliding over the sensitive head of his cock. He gritted his teeth, trying to go easy and not plunge deep into the snug grip of Ryan’s ass the way he longed to. His muscles tensed, fire licking up his spine, fingers digging into Ryan’s muscled thighs as he held his legs open.
“You’re so tight,” he murmured, jaw clenched as he forced a few more engorged inches into Ryan’s asshole.
“More.” Ryan pressed himself back onto Sam’s cock, hands pulling at Sam’s hips. “Harder.”
His control snapped. Sam slammed fully into Ryan’s molten heat, burying himself ball’s deep inside the other man. Ryan cursed, his cock leaping against his abdomen, the muscles of his face taut with pleasure. His eyes blazed.
Sam covered Ryan’s body with his own, plundering his friend’s gasping mouth as he slowly pulled out of his ass, until only the flared head stretched the tight ring.
Ryan wrapped muscled arms around Sam’s back, clutching the other man with his big hands, stroking down to his flexing buttocks to urge him back into his body. Feeling Sam fill him, stretch him, was nearly overwhelming in its pleasure. He couldn’t get enough.
Sam let go with a growl, pounding into Ryan’s ass and sucking hard on his tongue, his hands roaming the other man’s hard body, kneading his shoulder muscles, tweaking his nipples, lifting his legs higher to slide deeper.
“Your ass is squeezing me so fucking tight.”
Ryan grunted, pleased to hear that Sam was enjoying his body. He was sure as hell enjoying Sam. He held him tighter, humping upward, gasping and moaning. Trapped between them,
his slick cock slid against the warm, smooth skin of Sam’s stomach.
Each glancing glide of Sam’s cock head over his prostate sent arrows of heat deep into his gut. Pleasure and heat crackled up his spine and down to his tightening sack.
One of Sam’s hands cradled Ryan’s face, pressing his jaw open so he could plunder his mouth. He bit gently at Ryan’s earlobe before breathing raggedly into his ear. “You feel so good, wrapped around my cock. I could fuck your hot ass for hours, Rye.”
He ground himself into Ryan’s clutching tunnel, hips swiveling. Ryan rolled his head against the pillows, baring his throat in shouts of desire as pleasure raced through him. He held tight to Sam’s shoulders.
“Yes. Harder! Faster!” The words flew from his lips, though he hardly knew he’d spoken. But they were true. He wanted more of Sam…to be more to Sam. Not just his best friend, the buddy he went to baseball games with and played pick-up games of football with.
Sam pulled out and slammed back in, forehead beaded with sweat as he worked himself in and out of Ryan’s clenching ass. “You’re mine,” he growled in response. “This ass.” He thrust his hips, their flesh smacking together loudly. “This mouth.” Sam bit at Ryan’s mouth, crushing it in a brutal, claiming kiss. “This cock.”
He wrapped his fingers around Ryan’s straining member, pumping his fist up and down the slick shaft in time with his powerful thrusts. Ryan arched upward with a cry, fingers knotting in the bedspread.
“All of it,” Sam rasped. “Mine.”
Ryan nodded, thrashing in Sam’s grip, heart thundering as every nerve ending seemed to light up under Sam’s caress. His feet flexed, toes digging into the mattress, ass cheeks flexing as he rode his best friend’s cock.
His balls tingled as heat flowed up his spine. Even the soles of his feet prickled with pleasure. Sam’s next deep, powerful thrust sent Ryan over the edge, his orgasm bubbling up like lava and blowing off the top of his head. His testicles drew up tight to his body and his dick jerked in Sam’s hand. Several powerful spurts of hot juices arced between them, splashing over both his and Sam’s sweat slick bodies.
Sam urged another jet from Ryan’s prick with practiced fingers, never missing a stroke as he pumped his iron hard cock into Ryan’s ass. “That’s it, Rye. Show me how good I make you feel.”
Ryan reared up, wrapping his arms and legs around Sam and yanking him down against his body, holding him close. He scraped his teeth along Sam’s stubbled jaw, nipped his chin, and then pressed his mouth to his friend’s.
“Now you,” he murmured against the other man’s sculpted lips. “Come in me. Fill me.”
Sam dropped his head to Ryan’s shoulder, clutching at his broad shoulders as he pounded into him, losing himself in the slick, moist grip of Ryan’s tight channel as it clenched around him, gripping and tugging at the sensitive skin of his pole.
Ryan’s scent, fresh and soapy and lightly sweaty, surrounded him, making his head spin. The other man’s rough hands kneaded his back and ass and his low murmurs, dirty words and whispered confessions, urged him on.
When Sam had decided to bring up the idea of his next book to his best friend, he would’ve never imagined in a million years that the night would end here, in his bed. The fact that it was Ryan beneath him, Ryan’s body taking him in, amplified the already mind-numbing pleasure. Sam opened his eyes, gazing down into the flushed, handsome face of his oldest friend... his man... The orgasm completely overwhelmed him, unable to be controlled.
“Rye!” The name tore from his lips as his cock swelled and pulsed, flooding the other man’s ass with his seed. He groaned, pumping his hips once, twice, three more times before collapsing on top of Ryan.
{ 6 }
They lay still for several silent minutes, panting and shuddering with aftershocks of ecstasy, slick with sweat and come. Finally, cock softening and slipping from Ryan’s body, Sam rolled to the side.
Ryan shifted, his eyes following Sam. A wide grin stretched his mouth. “Wow.”
Sam chuckled, scrubbing a hand over his face. “Definitely. It’s uh... it’s never been quite that intense before. For me.”
Ryan reached out and pushed a lock of Sam’s dark hair off his forehead. “Me too.” He stared at Sam as if he’d never really seen him before. Sam stared back, hand trailing through the cooling puddle of semen on Ryan’s stomach. His lashes dipped, shielding his dark eyes momentarily before he lifted his gaze to Ryan’s again.
“Did you really not know?” The amazement was evident in his voice. Ryan grabbed Sam’s hand and lifted it to his mouth, sucking his spunk from the other man’s calloused fingers. He grinned at Sam’s growl.
“I really didn’t know. I thought you were straight.”
Sam shook his head. “But... you caught me that one time.” Ryan’s brows furrowed at those words. He turned on his side to face Sam.
“What time? What are you talking about?”
“Sophomore year of college. At the gym.” Sam flushed, shrugging one shoulder. “We were in the pool and you were wearing those white shorts. I couldn’t stop staring at your cock. Then in the showers...”
“I caught you jacking off,” Ryan finished, eyes widening. “I never caught you staring though. I didn’t make the connection. I was too busy trying to resist the urge to join you in the shower.”
Sam curled his fingers around Ryan’s soft cock, fondling it softly. “I wish you would’ve.” He brushed his mouth over Ryan’s quickly before pulling back. “Later that week, I messed around with another guy for the first time.”
Ryan’s cock quickly thickened at the thought of Sam experimenting. He wondered what would have happened if he had had the courage to step into the shower back then. “How was it?” he asked, torn between jealousy and a burning desire to know everything about this part of Sam that he’d held back.
“It was alright. It was always fun but not...” Sam squeezed Ryan’s cock and grinned. “Not like this.”
Ryan thought back over the few encounters he’d had with men over the years, when his desire for Sam had grown too powerful to ignore and he’d had to find an outlet for it somewhere. It had been pleasurable. But, like Sam, he too had been left feeling as if something was missing. He reached down and wrapped his hand around Sam’s shaft, once again hard, and gave it several long strokes.
“No,” he agreed. “It was never like this. If I’d have known it would be like this, I might have had the courage to join you in the shower back then.”
With a bright grin, Sam released his hold on Ryan’s cock and got to his feet. He reached out a hand and waggled his dark brows. “No time like the present.”
Ryan took Sam’s hand and let the other man pull him up and into his embrace. Sam’s mouth covered his, hard and firm and delicious. When Sam lifted his head, Ryan gasped out a breath, his heart thumping so hard he was sure Sam could feel it in his chest.
“What did you have in mind?”
Sam rocked his hips, rubbing his shaft along Ryan’s and lifting both brows. “You’ve got two days before you have to be back at work, and we’ve got years to make up for. How ‘bout we start with that shower?”
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