Chapter 10
All he needs to do is ask. I won’t say no. I can’t.
But he doesn’t speak, and I don’t fill the silence between us. Easing me to the bed, he sort of rolls me over a little, and I know what he wants without him having to say it. I turn over, my hard cock pinned between my body and the mattress. He raises my hips and I oblige, kneeling on the bed with my ass in the air. He spreads my legs apart, then cups my buttocks in both hands and kneads them open. I pucker my asshole, almost in greeting, hoping to draw him in.
I want this. I want him. I do.
The next thing I know, I feel his head between my legs, then his tongue on the back of my balls. Warm and wet, it traces around behind my nuts, then dips down to tickle the underside of my shaft. I moan into the bed sheets and bring a hand between my legs, reaching for my dick. I tug on the tip as his tongue trails spittle down my length. Yes, I sigh, the word lost in the bedding. Yes, God, yes.
Then he moves up over the smooth, sensitive skin below my sac, up to the pinched star of my anus, up along the crack between my cheeks. Holding my buttocks apart, he returns to the ticklish center, his tongue licking around my hole and one finger chasing after it. My cock shudders in my hand, my palm already slick with my own juices. Yes. Yes.
Gently, so gently I’m not even sure it happens, I feel him lick into me. My hole tightens, clenching, as he tongue-fucks me. I feel the warmth from his mouth spreading all over me, radiating from my center and down my back and legs, down my cock, into my arms and chest and neck. “Yes,” I cry, out loud this time. “God! Ryan, please…”
I bite my lower lip to keep from saying anything more, but my whole body trills with excitement. One word builds up in me with every swath of his tongue. Yes, yes, YES
Then he pulls back. For a moment I feel lost, adrift. Bereft. I squeeze my dick, tugging hard on it, wanting to draw out the pleasure while wanting to feel the rush of orgasm at the same time.Please, please…
Before I can beg, I feel the bed shake beneath him as he climbs up behind me. Then the bulbous tip of his cock prods at my tight hole. I draw in my breath, yes!But his wet shaft just glides over my trembling bud to rub between my ass cheeks. His hands are back, pushing my buttocks together, creating a crevice for his cock to slide along. I feel the tip bump the small of my back, leaving a smear of precum, then he starts to really hump against me, rubbing and thrusting, getting off on my ass without actually getting in it.
I whimper as I jerk off into my hand. The friction of Ryan’s cock against my ass is more of a turn on than I’d like to admit, and every time he pulls back, a small part of me almost hopes he misjudges and pokes into me. Please,I pray, my thighs taut against his. Please, just a little lower. Just a little—
But the next time he pulls back, he grunts and a hot splash of cum splatters my buttocks, triggering my own release. He leans over me, his belly against my ass and his dick between my legs, pressing against my balls, as his hand joins mine in milking the last of our loads onto the bed sheet. My knees slide out from under me and I lay beneath him, spent. No part of me wants to move. With his weight above me, I curl beneath him and have to admit I never want this moment to end.
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He lets me use his shower. I almost think he might join me—and I’m surprised to find that I almost want him to. If he did, I wouldn’t turn him away. And I wouldn’t ask for more than the hundred bucks, either. I like him, I really do. Not like that, I hastily add, sponging myself in the shower and trying to ignore how aroused I am thinking about him.
But a little voice inside me whispers, Maybe you do.
I tamp the voice down and don’t let myself think of anything at all as I jerk off under the hot spray. Maybe I just really need to find a girlfriend. All this sex with other guys is screwing with my head. And I’m not only talking about the one between my legs, either.