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decade. He wanted to devour him, and savor him all at the same time. He wanted to show Sam just how much it meant for him to be here, with him. Ryan slicked his tongue over the satiny skin of Sam’s prick, groaning in the back of his throat at the feel of his friend’s shaft pulsing between his lips. Sam’s hands on his head and the muttered curses and words of praise urged him on. He sank down on Sam’s cock, swallowing around him, his nose brushing through the wiry hair at the base of his friend’s shaft.
    The smooth, broad head of Sam’s cock glided over Ryan’s tongue, brushing the roof of his mouth before prodding the back of his throat. Sam grunted and tensed beneath Ryan’s hands, stilling.
    “Not yet.” He tugged Ryan off him, reaching down to lift him back to his feet. “I want to be in you when I come.” He pressed Ryan’s mouth with his, sucking at his lips and tongue. His hands pushed at Ryan’s jeans.
    Ryan held Sam’s face between his palms, reveling in the commanding kiss and strong, sure touches. When the jeans fell to his ankles, he kicked them away, yanking Sam back to him and twining his arms around his friend’s waist.
    Sam returned the embrace, pressing the entire length of his hard, hot body against Ryan’s. “Get on the bed.”
    “When did you get so fucking bossy?” Ryan dragged his thumb over Sam’s lower lip, his own mouth curling in a grin. He was definitely enjoying seeing this other side of his taciturn friend. Sam put a hand on Ryan’s broad chest, long fingers splayed.
    “When I realized you wanted me as much as I wanted you.” He shoved Ryan down onto the bed. Ryan let himself be pushed, collapsing backwards. He landed with his legs spread wide, cock jutting, and leaned on his elbows.
    “How do you want me?” Ryan stroked one hand down his six-pack, curling his fingers around his thick prick, jacking it slowly a few times. His chest heaved with his unsteady breath as he watched Sam watch him. Sam gripped his own cock, mirroring Ryan’s movements.
    “Bedside table,” he grunted, nodding toward his cache of condoms and lube.
    Ryan tugged the drawer open with his free hand and snagged the small bottle of clear liquid, tossing it to the foot of the bed. His fingers curled around a foil-wrapped packet, lifting it. Sam reached out his hand, but Ryan paused.
    “There hasn’t been anyone... in awhile.” His voice was low, soft, as he made the admission. “I’m clean.”
    Sam’s fingers tightened reflexively around his stiff cock as Ryan’s words sunk in. Blood surged in his veins, his shaft thickening. “I...” He cleared his throat. “Me too.”
    Ryan dropped the condom back into the drawer and pushed it closed. “I don’t want anything else between us.”
    “Fuck, Rye. Stop saying such sexy things.” Sam didn’t have any other words. Emotion clogged his throat at the sight of his best friend sprawled on his bed, naked, hard, and waiting for him.
    Ryan’s slightly stockier frame was heavy with muscle. Not body builder bulges, but chiseled. Wiry, light brown hair sprinkled his chest, tapering to a thin trail that led straight to his thick, veined cock.
    Overwhelmed by need, Sam climbed onto the bed to bend over the other man. As soon as their lips touched, Ryan released his own cock to wrap his hand around Sam’s. He tugged the rigid length, rubbing it against his own slick shaft. Both men moaned in pleasure.
    “Do it, Sam. Fuck me.” Ryan arched up against Sam’s body. Sam nudged Ryan’s thighs wider with one knee, leaning back to snatch the lube from its spot on the bed. He drizzled the cool, slick liquid all over Ryan’s pleading ass. He stroked one hand up from Ryan’s knee, pressing him even wider. Ryan’s lifted his hips as Sam’s long fingers fondled his sack before probing between his muscled cheeks. Their eyes locked as Sam stroked Ryan’s cock with his left hand and massaged the tight ring of his anus with his left. “Have you done this