said you were thinking about taking Jenny Mack out to the lounge to make-out.”
Sam reached down and palmed the bulge of Ryan’s once again hard cock. “So, because of me?”
Ryan rocked into the touch. “Then, and now.”
They reached the bedroom as Ryan slid his hands down to echo Sam’s firm caress, pushing through the half-open door together.
Frantic now to touch more of the gorgeous man before him, Ryan began pulling at the hem of Sam’s sweater. Between the two of them, they got it up and over his head. Sam let Ryan throw the shirt away while he made short work of his belt, yanking it free of his pant loops and dropping it to the bedroom floor, where it landed with a dull thwack.
Ryan pressed close, rubbing his mouth over the smooth curve of Sam’s shoulder up to his throat and tasting the smooth skin there. Sam wrapped his arms around his slightly shorter friend, kneading the muscles of his back and stroking down his spine. He shoved his hands under the waistband of Ryan’s jeans and boxers, squeezing the taut globes of Ryan’s ass, the tips of his fingers grazing the cleft between. When he brushed over the tight pucker, they both moaned.
Sam’s finger probed the entrance teasingly as he caught Ryan’s mouth in another sucking kiss, tongue thrusting into Ryan’s mouth in time with roving digit. “I’m going to take you here, Rye. I need to feel this tight ass clenching around my cock…do you want that too?”
“Fuck yes.” Ryan pushed back against his questing finger, gritting his teeth against the sharp jolt of pleasure the touch exploded through him. The thought of having Sam like that, of taking his friend inside him, made him shudder in ecstasy. A flood of pre-cum wet his boxers as Sam continued his wicked caress.
But he wanted more than that. He needed to touch more, taste this man he’d been dreaming of for thirteen long, empty years. His thick fingers felt stupid as he fumbled with Sam’s fly, ripping it open and pushing at the expensive material, curling his fingers to frantically tug both Sam’s slacks and boxers down the length of his legs.
Ryan dropped to his knees, stroking his big hands down the sleekly muscled thighs and brushing over the dusting of dark hair on Sam’s toned calves. He stared at the sight of Sam, totally naked and obviously aroused.
The reality before him was more than he could ever have imagined. Ryan knew he was attractive. He had a handsome, boy-next-door quality about his face, with his sandy brown hair and blue-grey eyes and a well-muscled physique, maintained from frequent trips to the gym.
But Sam was gorgeous. The proverbial tall, dark, and handsome. His body was tan and toned, sculpted with long, flat areas of muscle. Broad shoulders tapered to narrow hips and long legs. Soft, dark hair curled over his chest and trailed down to the thatch at the base of his cock, which stood up hard against Sam’s belly.
Ryan licked his lips, wrapping his hand around the long, sleek length of flesh, slowly stroking the smooth, dusky skin. He cupped the tight mass of Sam’s balls and lifted them, sucking first one and then the other into his warm mouth.
Sam grunted, lacing his fingers into Ryan’s hair. “Your mouth feels amazing.” He bucked his hips, his dick iron hard in Ryan’s grasp. Ryan tightened his grip, pumping his friend’s swollen shaft. He released Sam’s sack from his lips and moved to massage the underside of Sam’s cock with his tongue.
When his lips slid over the slick, spongy head of Sam’s cock, he moaned. The mixture of the tangy flavor of Sam’s skin and the salty taste of his pre-cum exploded on Ryan’s tastebuds. Sam cursed, fingers digging into Ryan’s scalp as he thrust himself between his best friend’s welcoming lips.
“Mmm yeah, take me all in.”
Ryan obeyed happily, slightly dazed that this was happening, that the glistening, rock hard shaft in his mouth belonged to the man he’d loved secretly for more than a