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hurts.” He winked up at Clint as his tongue stretched past his lips and he moaned softly as he collected a drop of pre-cum. It was crisp and sweet and the tip of Ryder’s tongue teased the slit as he wrapped his lips around the head and sucked greedily.
    “Holy shit!” Clint hissed as his head fell back. “What do you teach?” He asked as he fisted his hands in his hair and Ryder laughed as he slid his tongue down Clint’s length.
    “Second grade,” he murmured as he rubbed his lips all over Clint’s sack. “But in my spare time I teach singing lessons.”
    Clint’s jock slid down his legs and a moment later his eyes followed it as it sailed over Ryder’s shoulder and floated through the air. He opened his mouth to complain about the fact that he was completely naked while Ryder was still wearing his pants and shoes when Ryder’s lips closed around his cock and sucking pressure pulled at his erection. Clint melted onto the couch as golden warmth bloomed in his groin and he was vaguely aware of Ryder rising on his knees and shifting between his legs. Ryder took Clint deep in his throat as his hand slid and twisted around his shaft and Clint gasped for air as his head rolled on the cushion. Mother of God, he was good. Really, really good, Clint realized as he raised his head and focused on Ryder’s naked body as his head bounced up and down on Clint’s cock.
    He was beautiful. His body was lean and toned but not as skinny as Ryder’s loose fitting, relaxed clothes led Clint to imagine. Ryder’s chest and limbs were lightly dusted with hair and his skin was a warm brown. His forearms, chest and ribs were tattooed and Clint vowed he’d get a closer look when he could keep his eyes from crossing.
    Clint’s jaw fell as Ryder’s lips tightened around his shaft and slid up his length as Ryder sucked hard. He released Clint’s cock with a loud pop and Clint’s head spun as he looked down his body as Ryder rose on his knees. There was a twinge in Clint’s jaw and his mouth watered as he stared at Ryder’s erection. Fuck, it was perfect. It was long and thick and swayed heavily between Ryder’s thighs as he reached for the ottoman. Clint’s eyes swung drunkenly toward Ryder’s hand then flared as he lifted a condom wrapper to his lips and tore it open with his teeth. Clint licked his lips and tried to remember how they worked as Ryder stretched the condom over the head of Clint’s cock.
    “We should move to the bed,” he said hoarsely and Ryder shook his head. He grabbed Clint’s hands and pulled as he stood.
    “Sit up,” he commanded and Clint nodded faintly as he pushed off the seat and rose. He let his face brush against Ryder’s erection and his hand curved around Ryder’s thigh as his lips parted. He inhaled and the soft scent of fabric softener and warm, clean, aroused flesh filled Clint’s senses. His hands cradled Ryder’s shaft as his tongue washed over the head and Ryder hissed as his fingers sifted through Clint’s hair. A burst of pre-cum coated Clint’s tongue and he groaned in delight at the tart, bright taste of Ryder’s essence. He sucked hungrily as he took more of Ryder’s length and the hairs on the back of his neck stood as Ryder chanted his name. His voice was enthralling and almost soothing as his fingers caressed and encouraged. Somehow, Clint felt grateful to be giving Ryder head. He should have been taking notes. “That’s amazing,” Ryder whispered as his hands closed around Clint’s jaw. He moaned gently as he pulled his hips back and slipped from between Clint’s lips. “But I need you to fuck me,” he said as he pushed Clint back against the couch. Clint’s sack pulled tight and his cock throbbed angrily as Ryder’s lips pressed against his and their tongues tangled urgently. He pulled his head back and gasped as his hands glided down Ryder’s chest.
    “There’s lube in my bedroom,” he rasped and Ryder shook his head as he dropped to his