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Ryan smacked my chest with the hanger. “Get out.”
I cooled my heels in the living room until Ryan came out minutes later wearing the blue T-shirt and tight gray jeans. Patiently, I waited for him to turn around so I could catch a glimpse of his ass. Ryan didn’t disappoint. He might be skinny, but he had a perfectly shaped bubble butt, and I couldn’t help but remember how it felt when my fingers dug into the meat of his cheeks. He caught me staring and blushed, waiting expectantly for me to give him some direction. I gestured to the sliding glass doors that led to his balcony, helpless to recall how I pinned his body against that glass and fucked him. “Stand over here in the light.”
Ryan moved to the door, tugging awkwardly at his shirt. “This shirt shows off a lot of my chest. I’m not exactly muscly like you. Why are we trying to call attention to it?”
His naïvety amused me. “Not everyone is attracted to twunks, Boytoy. There are many men who are interested in smooth thin twinks like you. Trust me.”
“Are you one of them?” He looked me dead in the eye, his stare never wavering.
“Sometimes.” I shrugged. I’d be damned if I let him know just how much I liked his body. “Alright, pose for me. Show me what you’ve got.” Ryan held his body stiff, his arms posed in an odd position as he smiled overly bright. Shaking my head, I corrected, “Don’t smile like that. I need brooding and sexy. Imagine you’re a model on a book cover. Engage me. Tease me.” I tried not to laugh when he scrunched his face and narrowed his eyes like he was angry. Was that his best impression of sexy?
Coming closer, his eyes widened as I stepped right up to him, bringing my body flush with his. I leaned in, nuzzling his neck, my lips hovering over his warm skin. His breath became rapid, short harsh pants that puffed over my cheek. I only meant to inspire him, but now he was turning the tables on me and turning me on. When I looked up at his eyes, blown wide with lust, his pink lips slightly parted, I almost forgot why I’d started this.
“Perfect. Hold that pose.”
I stepped back and snapped several pictures in rapid succession. When I lowered my phone, I noticed the bulge in his tight pants growing larger. He was as turned on as I was. “Remove your shirt.” My voice sounded raspy, and I coughed to clear my throat. “Do you have suspenders? And glasses?”
Ryan frowned, his light brows drawing down in confusion. “Um, yes? Why?”
“Grab them for me.”
He disappeared into his bedroom and returned holding the black suspenders in one hand and his black reading glasses in the other. When did the geek look become hot to me?Since Ryan.He popped the glasses on his face and removed his shirt, attaching the thin leather suspenders to the waist of his jeans.Fuck. My dick was hardening against my will.
His blond hair was messy from sliding his shirt over his head and when he went to smooth it, I stopped him. “Leave it. Lean against the wall and look bored.” The expression he wore made me fight to hide my smile. “No, sexy bored.”
After snapping a few pics, I approached Ryan. His blue eyes widened as I drew nearer. I reached out and fingered the leather strap, rubbing it over his nipple until it hardened into a tight pink nub. His breath caught as I rubbed the pad of my thumb over his other nipple, teasing it into a hard peak.
“That’s better.” My lips were so close to his, I could feel his breath puff across my chin. The air grew warm and moist between us, fogging up his glasses. “You look like Clark Kent. I always thought he was hotter than Superman.”
Before I pulled back, my nose brushed across his, and he gasped, making my dick harden all the way. When it twitched in my pants, I knew I had to step back and put some distance between us.
I turned around and retreated several steps, waiting for my erection to soften before I faced him to continue. Counting to ten, I inhaled slow deep breaths, and when I turned back around, Ryan’s hard-on was as blatant as the nose on his face. With his lush pink lips, smooth flat torso, and blown pupils, he was a wet dream.
Clark Kent had nothing on this man.
7
RYAN
Ryan: Which pic do I send him?
Carson: Him who? Who dis?
Ryan: Quit it, I need help!
Carson: Understatement, Boytoy. Who is he and what are you sending him?
Ryan: I matched with someone and he wants a pic.
Carson: What’s his screen name?
Ryan: ArnoldtheAccountant.
Carson: Accountant is code for porn star. Skip him.
Ryan: You are ridiculous. Zero help. Nvrmind.
Carson: Do not send him a shirtless pic! Go take a selfie in the brown button-down shirt ;)
