Ryder laughed. “Okay, okay. Maybe Connor wasn’t wrong about it being the last night, best night?”
I chuckled like we weren’t discussing me sucking a dude’s dick for the first time, sober, up in our shared room. “Last night. Best night.”
Ryder finished his soda, placed the glass down, and stood. His smile never faded, nor did he take his eyes off me. He said nothing as he walked off toward the hotel. I followed behind.
Chapter Ten
Finn
As soon as the door closed behind us, Ryder grabbed my shirt and kissed me. I had flashes of doing something like that to him the night before. While that was hot, having it done to me was far hotter.
“Fuck, that’s even better sober.” He broke our kiss with a smile.
I was short of breath. “Yeah.”
He kissed me again, then pushed me onto the bed. I landed with a thud, and the air knocked out of my lungs. Ryder stood over me as my erection strained my shorts. I couldn’t remember ever being so hard, or horny, except for maybe the night before. No, even that wasn’t as hot.
Ryder smirked and then took his time removing his shirt. A line of hair slowly grew up from his shorts. I had noticed it so many times, but I had never wanted to drag my tongue across it. Or, maybe I only knew Ryder had a happy trail because I always wanted to lick it. I didn’t know or care, not in that moment when he tossed the shirt on the floor, causing saliva to pool in my mouth.
He chuckled and ran his hand through his chest hair. “You did this last night. Do you remember what you said?”
“N-no. Not really.” Why was I cold? No… not cold, just shivering, but heat radiated off my face and crotch.
He chuckled again, still touching himself. “You ran your fingers through it like this,” he moved his hand back and forth, “and said you’d always wanted to do that.”
I remembered. Fuck, had I always wanted to do that? Maybe. Maybe in the same way I’d always wanted to run my tongue up, and then down, his… whole fucking body.
“Fucking hell, Ryder.”
His smile grew. “So… do you want to blow me?” He still dragged a hand over his pecs, while the other fell to caress the erection in his shorts.
“Y-yeah. I, uh, do.”
“Then c’mere.”
Why he pushed me down just to tell me to get back off the bed, I didn’t know, or care. I scrambled to my feet and faced him. Ryder placed his hand on my hard cock, then kissed me with his smiling lips. “You have to get down to go down.”
“Oh, uh, right,” I said with a breathy and still awkward chuckle, then knelt down.
What a fucking trippy sight, looking up at a smiling Ryder, his erection pulsing through the thin fabric of his bathing suit. I just wished I knew what the fuck to do next.
“You have to take it out…” Ryder’s smile broadened, but he stopped short of chuckling.
My hands shook as I untied his bathing suit. The tremors got worse when I hooked my fingers into his waistband and looked up. Ryder’s face was unchanged, amused and aroused. He nodded. I gulped, then pulled.
Ryder’s cock bounced out, fully hard, and entirely world-shattering. It was beautiful. Amazing. I couldn’t believe I wasdescribing a guy’s dick that way, but it was the truth. Long and thick. Thicker than mine. And his huge balls hung low from the Florida heat. I had to swallow or risk drooling.
If it was trippy before, staring at a hard cock inches from my face was insane. My heart pounded and my ears burned. I was face-first with a man’s penis for the first time in my life. Not just any man, or any cock, but Ryder’s. The guy I had looked up to most of my life. I was really looking up to him down there on my knees, making eye contact past his throbbing, leaking manhood.
“Go on and grab it.” Ryder failed to keep the amusement from his voice. “It’s not gonna bite you, so don’t bite it back.”
I took hold of him, and he groaned above me. “Yeah, man. Give it a little stroke first. Pretend it’s yours.”
We kept eye contact as I stroked him up and down before I focused on what I was doing. I had Ryder’s cock in my hand. The head turned purple, and a small bead of precum formed at the tip. My body buzzed. It was the craziest, best thing I’d ever done.
“You like it?” Ryder asked.
I nodded. “Yeah. Big.”
