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Not that Ryan seems to know it exists anymore.
“What you’re doing,” I tell him, “feels really nice.”
“Not so bad for me, either.”
I hump the air again, making his whole body hop. “However, my dick doesn’t like being started up and then ignored.”
“He’ll get some attention soon.” Ryan moves his focus to my arms, rubbing them from my shoulders to my hands, his fingers bumping along my biceps and forearm muscles along the way.
I narrow my eyes at him. “You sure are taking your time.”
“Can you blame me?” He smiles down at my body. “When was the last time I got to say I straddled a body that looks like yours and got to put my hands all over it?”
My eyes drift down his body, down his slender waist to his firm, flexed thighs that still boast of the days he’d run at my side across grassy fields under a scorching summer sun.
I let my hands slide up those thighs, coming to rest near his hips where I hold him. “Speak for yourself,” I mutter.
“I am.” He bites his lip. “I imagine most of your experience has been girls straddling you.”
“Try all of my experience.”
“How …” He tilts his head, reconsidering whether to ask me a question, then decides on it anyway. “How do I compare?”
“You don’t.”
“I don’t?”
“You don’t compare.”
His hands return to my chest and graze over my nipples, and I shudder in response. He notices, a mischievous glint in his eyes, and then he brings his fingers right back to my nipples.
“Ryan …” I warn him.
“Now that I know your weakness, I’m going to have to exploit it every chance I get.”
“You do that, and I’m gonna shove my dick so far down your throat, you’ll taste my babies for nine months.”
His face wrinkles up.
Alright, not the best threat.
“I’m trusting you, Caulfield,” I warn him.
His hands hover threateningly. I can visibly see all of the evil thoughts racing past his eyes.
Then he shifts, his face plunges down, and he sucks my dick right back into his warm, wet mouth.
I buck, and I gasp, overwhelmed at once.
Didn’t see that coming.
And then his fingers clasp on my nipples at once, pinching with the force of a guy who’s bent on torturing me to the max. He clearly wants to see how much I can take.
Answer: I can take as much as Ryan dares to put down.
I can take it.
Ryan’s mouth is a miracle on my dick, sucking and twisting with such constant strength and precision that I’m racing toward the edge at an alarming rate. If he doesn’t slow down, I’m going to come right down his throat, and I’m not sure I’ll have time to give him a proper warning.
Then he applies torque to my nipples, twisting.
“FUCK!” I can’t help but cry out, bucking under him, which doesn’t stop him at all; it only succeeds in shoving my dick even deeper into his mouth.
The more I moan and thrust my hips up and flex my body, the stronger he twists and works my already sensitive nipples.
I don’t know when I did it, but I’m gripping the back of his head, my fingers tangled in his black hair, and I’m pulling him up and down on my dick. Maybe it’s my need to feel like I’m always in control all the time. Maybe I need to feel like I’m the reason all of these explosions of ecstasy are coursing through my body.
One of his hands, still slippery with oil, slides down the side of my body, mercifully abandoning the nipple it was busy twisting. His hand keeps moving down my hips, over my thigh, and finds a new home under my balls.
I feel a finger graze over my butthole.
“Nope, no,” I sputter right away, tightening up and coming out of the trance he’s got me in.
He lifts off of my dick, my fingers still laced through his hair. “What?”
“No butt stuff.”
“Really?”
“Really.”
“Dude, I had my tongue up there just the other night,” he reminds me, “and you had no problem then.”
“Tongue’s one thing. Fingers and dicks and dildos is another.”
“Just try it. It’s like tongue, but gets twice as far in there and feels eight times better. Your dick is gonna want to explode. The feeling is insane. Even straight dudes do it.”
“Anything up the butt is gay.”
He wrinkles his face, fighting off laughter. “What the hell kind of ‘not gay’ shit do you think we’re doing right now, bromo??”
I smirk. “It’s a bro-job.” I thrust my hips, stabbing his lips with my dick. “A bro-job that you keep interrupting.”
“When I make you come with my finger slipped up your tight, sexy ass, you’re going to realize what the hell you’ve been missing all your life.”
“Not gonna happen.”
But then he dives right back down on my dick, sucking and twisting, and his slippery finger continues to graze and tease my hole. Overtaken by the masterful blow job he’s giving me, my body relaxes as I continue to lose myself to Ryan all over again.
