by Anna Lee
“Thank you,” he breathed against his lover’s lips.
“Anytime. Now promise to go easy on me, I’ve never steered one of these things.” Ryen pointed over to the wheelchair.
Laughing, Kason kissed him again. “I promise. You don’t have to use the chair if you don’t want to.”
“Nah, I do. I know it’s tough, but you make it look easy, baby,” Ryen replied and Kason could hear the affection in his tone. “I can handle it for a few hours. I want to know what it’s like for you.”
Swallowing hard, Kason nodded. He couldn’t put into words what that meant, but he knew he didn’t have to. “Okay,” he managed to say after a moment. “So, um, how are we playing?”
“We’ll take turns hitting and pitching. Whoever gets the most runs wins.”
“And what do I win?”
“Me,” Ryen said huskily. “Any way you want me tonight.”
Shifting in his seat, Kason ran his hand down Ryen’s chest. “So, definitely got to win then.”
“Yup.” Ryen grinned and jogged over to the chair after Kason took the bat. Ryen put on his pitcher’s glove then settled into the chair.
It was odd for a moment seeing Ryen there, level with him and getting a feel of what it was like for him, though Ryen could get up if he wanted. But Kason was glad of that fact. He wouldn’t want his lover to be hurt like this.
He took a practice swing after lining himself up with home plate. Ryen signaled then their game began. He missed the first one and had to go after it, throwing it back to Ryen. The second time he hit the ball pretty hard, sending it sailing toward right field. He dropped the bat and pushed himself hard toward first base. He was home before Ryen had fetched the ball and brought it back. Laughing, Ryen high-fived then kissed him before they switched positions.
The game went on like that for over an hour until Kason’s arms were aching and he knew Ryen’s were too. He was sweaty and tired, but a good tired. Ryen got up and they went to the dugout. He pulled a cooler out from under the bench and passed him a Corona then took one for himself.
“That was fun.” Kason slid out of his chair so he could sit beside Ryen on the bench. His lover put his arm around him and kissed him deeply after they toasted one another. Kason could taste the alcohol faintly but didn’t care. Ryen’s hand came up to hold onto his neck, sending a shiver down Kason’s spine as Ryen took control of the kiss, leaving him panting for breath and hungry for more when they broke apart after a long moment.
He took a sip of the Corona and stared out at the field.
“You gonna join the team?”
“I think so, yeah. I need to get in better shape though.” Kason dropped his head on Ryen’s shoulder and groaned. “My arms are killing me!”
Chuckling, Ryen nodded. “That was some workout.”
“Worth it though. I didn’t realize how much I missed this until now.” He beamed at Ryen, grasping his hand. He had to do something special for Ryen to show him what this meant to him. He would think about that later. Right then he wanted to enjoy the moment. “Thanks, again.”
“Anything for you.” Ryen kissed him again, his hand trailing down to cup Kason’s cock through his jeans. “You won, how about a reward?”
“Here?” Kason viewed the deserted ball field. He almost squeaked, “Now?” He was incredibly turned on by the thought. He’d never done anything like this, but he wanted to with Ryen.
Ryen popped the button on his blue jeans. “Right here, right now.”
Kason couldn’t hold back the moan that fell from his lips. “Fuck, I love your dirty mind.”
With a smirk, Ryen set his Corona down and moved so that he was kneeling between Kason’s legs. Kason leaned back against the wall as Ryen spread his legs farther then he had him lift up on his arms so he could tug his jeans and briefs down to his thighs and push his shirt up to his chest.
Tenderly, Kason reached out to card his fingers through Ryen’s hair. Kason loved their connection and intimacy. It wasn’t simply the great sex—it was the emotion and feelings that got him so heated and desperate for this, for Ryen and how good he made him feel. His dick twitched and hardened as Ryen stroked it with his big hand while covering it in wet kisses that soon had Kason moaning.
Ryen rolled Kason’s balls in his other hand then he trailed his fingers farther back and pushed lightly at his entrance. He stroked Kason from base to tip, his thumb pushing into the slit. A jolt of pleasure and pain sent Kason arching up as he stiffened further in Ryen’s hand, his body on fire with the desire coursing through him.
“So pretty,” Ryen murmured as he licked at the tip of his cock and stroked the base with his hand. A drop of pre-cum trickled out and Ryen lapped at it with his tongue. Kason gasped and begged for more, wanting Ryen to wrap his lips around him. It would feel so good to have his hot mouth on him.
Ryen gripped Kason’s hips, and he gazed at him. “You ready, baby?”
Kason threw his head back. “Fuck, yeah. So good.”
“And I haven’t even started yet.” Ryen smirked as he opened his mouth and slowly swallowed Kason’s cock. Eyes screwed shut in pleasure, Kason savored the feel of it. He tangled one hand in Ryen’s hair again and with the other he dug into the padded bench, using the muscles in his arms to thrust him forward into the heat of Ryen’s mouth.
Teasing him, Ryen held him in his mouth for a long moment, one hand playing with his balls and sending little spikes of pleasure up his spine as he pressed fingers against his perineum.
“Come on,” Kason said huskily, then, knowing Ryen loved it when he begged, he added, “Please suck me, baby. Please, I need…”
Grinning around him, Ryen bobbed his head and began sucking in earnest. He sunk down until he couldn’t take anymore and Kason held his head there, lost in how good it felt. Ryen pulled back then sucked him down again. Moans and gasps, along with “More” and “Yes” fell from Kason’s lips as he did his best to rock into Ryen as his lover worshiped his body and sent him spiraling toward an orgasm.
When he couldn’t hold back anymore, Kason tried to warn Ryen how close he was. Ryen just hummed and sucked harder, so he fucked himself into Ryen’s mouth and let go. He tugged on Ryen’s hair, his back arching as he thrust up and shot his load, as he cried out Ryen’s name. Ryen sucked him through his orgasm until he was whimpering and squirming, the sensations overwhelming. He kept gasping as Ryen swallowed every drop, then his lover licked his dick clean before releasing it with a wet pop. Feeling sated and content, Kason flopped against the wall. He stroked Ryen’s hair and smiled.
“Wow, Ryen. Ryen…”
“Mm?” Ryen kissed his hip then climbed into his lap.
“Ryen is all I remember.” Kason looped his arms around Ryen’s neck, pushing himself up for a kiss and tasting himself on Ryen’s tongue. He licked and sucked until all he could taste was Ryen again then he broke the kiss and nuzzled into Ryen’s neck, breathing in his citrus cologne and musk. Fumbling with his hands, he pulled Ryen’s jeans open and pushed his briefs down, freeing his cock from its confines.
“I love it when all you remember is my name.” Ryen kissed his hair and Kason could hear the satisfaction in his voice.
Kason knew Ryen had to be aching for release as he could feel his lover was rock-hard against his belly. Kason pulled away, running his hands down Ryen’s back to cup his ass. It was full and firm in his hands and he squeezed, pleased when Ryen bucked into him. He snaked a hand between them to reverently wrap it around Ryen’s member. He squeezed it while he moved his hand then swept his thumb over the slit. With a shudder Ryen moaned and pushed into his hand, his body restless and thrumming with need.
“Please, baby,” Ryen begged. It was empowering and arousing as hell to hear that. To know Ryen was like this because of him, that he was desperate for him to do something. And he knew just what he wanted to do.
“Move up, if you can. I wanna suck you, too.” Kason bit gently at Ryen’s neck, leaving a mark there.
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��Fuck.” Ryen’s eyes were dark with arousal and Kason could feel him leaking. “I wanna feel your mouth on me.”
It took a little maneuvering with Ryen arching over him, holding onto the wall behind Kason, and standing on the bench, but they got the right angle. Kason had to stop and admire Ryen’s long, thick member, its head dripping.
“Gonna take me home and fuck me after this?” He kissed Ryen’s cock then began licking it. “That’s what I want. I did win, after all.”
“You did and I will, baby.” Ryen’s voice was low and intimate. “I’ll take you home then take you slow and easy until you beg me to come.”
Kason was going to get hard again just listening to Ryen. “Damn, I love your mouth.”
“And I wanna feel yours.” Ryen traced his thumb over Kason’s lip. Kason nipped it and then pushed Ryen’s hand aside. He gripped Ryen’s hips and slid down until he could swallow his lover deeply.
“Yeah, that’s it,” Ryen gasped, pushing in a little farther. Kason swallowed around him, his nose brushing against the curly hairs of Ryen’s groin.
As Ryen had done, Kason held him for a moment, loving the weight and feel of Ryen on his tongue. He wanted to take his time, stretch it out, and make this good for Ryen like he had for him. He licked lightly at the tip, salty pre-cum making his mouth water.
He sucked Ryen slowly, building up the pleasure until Ryen tugged on his hair and pushed in deeper, wanting more. Holding tightly to Ryen’s hips and likely leaving bruises, Kason relaxed his throat and let Ryen fuck his mouth. His senses reeling, he breathed in musk and Ryen. Ryen’s moans and pleased grunts filled his ears. The world narrowed to the cock filling his mouth, those cries, and Ryen’s strong, hot body wrapped around his. He felt Ryen’s dick swell and he hummed, wanting to taste him. After a few more thrusts Ryen came, a mantra of Kason’s name falling from Ryen’s lips as his hips stuttered and his body shook. Kason swallowed greedily, savoring the bitter and salty taste on his tongue. Ryen pulled out then dropped down on top of him. Putting his arms around him, Kason kissed Ryen gently, rubbing his back. They were both sated and blissed out, the kiss a slow glide of tongue against tongue.
“Fuck, baby.” Ryen panted. “You have a wicked mouth.”
Feeling his heart still pounding, Kason tried to catch his breath. “Right back at you,” he said instead of what he wanted to. I love you was on the tip of his tongue. Sure, they had only been dating a couple of weeks, but he did love Ryen. It was that simple, and something that came as easily as breathing now. But he worried it was too soon to say it. He hadn’t been big on saying those three little words before Ryen but it took a lot lately not to.
“What are you thinking about?” Ryen gave him a tender smile that made Kason’s heart skip a beat.
“How happy you make me,” Kason said, staying as close to the truth as he could, without saying those three little words. He could barely stop them from tumbling out.
“Wanna know something?” Ryen kissed his neck.
“Yeah?”
“I-I’m happy too,” Ryen said, but Kason could see he had meant to say something else.
“Good.” Kason gave him a content smile. When the time was right they would say the words. For now it was enough to know Ryen was happy. “You wanna head home now?”
“Yeah, I’m starving.” Ryen gave him a dirty leer. “And not just for food.”
Kason laughed as he gave him a quick kiss. “You’re insatiable.”
Caressing Kason’s cheek, Ryen said, “You wouldn’t have me any other way.”
Kason replied, “Nope, I wouldn’t.”
Chapter Seven
It took some research, help from Lexie and Julie and a week of effort but after what Ryen had done for him, Kason wanted to do something special for him too. So, he enrolled them in a four-class couples cooking course at Chef Scott’s Culinary Classroom. He didn’t tell Ryen until he led his lover into the building. “So, uh, I know I’m not very good at cooking, but I love watching you and thought it’d be fun if we took some classes together.” Kason felt nervous as he gazed at Ryen. “Who knows? I might even learn to cook something decent.”
“This is such a great idea, baby!” Ryen hugged him fiercely. He looked like a kid at Christmas. “I was gonna ask if you wanted to do something like this, but you beat me to it.”
“After playing baseball the other day, I wanted to do something I knew you loved and could share with you.”
“I can’t wait.” Ryen took his hand. “C’mon, let’s go get started.”
Kason laughed. He found Ryen’s enthusiasm to be infectious. “Yeah, okay. Maybe you could even enroll here, get a degree and become a chef.”
“I dunno.” Ryen sighed.
Kason could tell Ryen wanted to but was torn about his responsibilities.
“What about the coffee shop? And if I take night classes, we’ll never see each other. I don’t want that.”
Kason had thought about that and had a solution. “I could help with the coffee shop, run it for you the days you go to school.”
Ryen stared down at their joined hands. “You’d do that?”
“Of course. If this is what you want to do, baby, we will make it happen.” Kason brought their joined hands to his lips and kissed Ryen’s fingers. “You know I think you could be a damn good chef. One bite of your food and you’d have a hit restaurant.”
“I–I want to do this.” Ryen squeezed his hand. “I guess, though—”
“You’ve been putting everyone and everything else ahead of yourself, but now I’m gonna make sure you get to do this. Whatever it takes.” Ryen deserved this chance to go after his dream. Kason knew he could do it—he believed in Ryen.
Seeming at a loss for words, Ryen gave him a tender look. He opened his mouth to say something when a man in a chef’s uniform stepped out of the room next to them. He reminded Kason of Morgan on Criminal Minds. Tall, strong and confident. He had cropped black hair, dark brown eyes and mocha skin.
“You must be the final couple. I’m Chef Scott. It’s nice to meet you.”
“Likewise.” Kason pushed himself over and shook the chef’s hand. “I’m the one you gotta watch out for in case the kitchen ends up on fire. My partner Ryen, he’s the one who should be on Masterchef.”
Chef Scott laughed as he shook Ryen’s hand. “Well then, Ryen, I trust you’ll keep the station from going up in flames.”
Grinning, Ryen nodded. “Yes, Chef.”
They followed the chef in and went to their station. A stool was brought over and Ryen helped Kason out of his chair so he could be level with the counter and stove. They listened as the class began with Chef Scott going over basic preps, walking them through the recipes, and giving advice that Kason found quite helpful. He and Ryen were tasked with making a sautéed chicken breast with a lemon caper white wine sauce and shallot and russet mashed potatoes.
Kason discovered the appeal of cooking and got caught up in Ryen’s passion as they worked effortlessly together. He helped Ryen prepare the sauces from scratch and sauté the chicken, and together they mashed the potatoes. It was fun and he was really glad he had decided to do this. He was already thinking of signing up for another set of classes as they plated their dish and put the finishing touches on it.
“It smells amazing.” Kason was proud of their creation and he could see Ryen was too. They had tasted everything, sharing and communicating all throughout.
“It does.” Ryen wiped away a smudge of something on Kason’s cheek. “Kason?”
“Hmm?” Kason saw Chef Scott at the next station over. He’d be trying theirs next. “Wait ‘til the chef sees. He’ll be agreeing with me about you going on Masterchef.”
Ryen turned his head and the tenderness in his eyes took Kason’s breath away. “I love you, baby.”
The dish was forgotten as Kason’s heart pounded. Ryen had said what he’d been wanting to for weeks. He’d known for a while that Ryen felt the same—it was so easy to see.
“I love you, Ryen. So much.”
Wrapping his arms around Ryen, Kason pulled him close and tugged him down for a quick kiss.
There was a cough and, feeling his face heat up, Kason pulled back to see Chef Scott studying them with a kind look in his eyes. “Well now, with such a display I can imagine your dish is going to be delicious. Love and emotion play strong roles while we cook. May I?”
“Yes, Chef.” Kason saw Ryen’s hands nearly shaking as he presented their plate.
Chef Scott examined it closely. “Stunning display.” He picked up a fork and knife, taking a bite of the chicken and the potatoes. “Wow… Well done.” He took another bite, chewing slowly.
A smile split Ryen’s face and Kason was happy that Chef Scott liked the dish. “It was all Ryen, Chef. I just helped.”
“Wouldn’t have the passion without you.” Ryen put his hand on Kason’s back.
Chef Scott nodded. “I look forward to having you in my class again. The chicken is superb. Did you add something to it?”
“A little thyme and some saffron, Chef.”
“Thought so, good choice. You have a great palette, Ryen. I hope that you do enroll here at the cooking school. A talent like yours shouldn’t be wasted.”
“Thank you, Chef.” Ryen shook his hand. “I think I will.”
“Very good.” Chef Scott excused himself and headed over to the next table.
“Pinch me, this feels like a dream or something,” Ryen told him.
The look on Ryen’s face made Kason melt and he lost himself in the gaze. God, he wished they weren’t in a room full of people. He wanted to make love to Ryen, claim Ryen as his. It did almost feel like a dream, but it wasn’t. This was real. Ryen loved him and Kason was never going to let him go.
