Leonard remained in the shadows just beyond that covered patio for a few more minutes and then took himself inside. I found it inappropriate for someone to lurk around while any Top or Dom were providing aftercare. Especially at the close proximity that he had beenin.
Ryan’s eyes had been locked onto mine for a few moments before he reached up, grasped my undershirt in his hands and pulled me closer. He stretched upward and met me in the middle with his mouth. His frisky tongue poked around playfully, and I let him have free reign. The intensity of his mouth on mine increased rapidly, and I found him too hard to resist. His hand grasped at me with more urgency as he tugged and pulled at me. Though I had been very content and comfortable with Ryan outside, I was eager to get him away from theparty.
I pulled away from his mouth long enough to ask, “Are you ready to go,Ryan?”
“Yes. I mean, only if you are,” he buoyantlyadded.
I looked in his eyes as he gazed up at me, and I saw love staring back at me. Love, and myfuture.
After I helped Ryan up, I walked back into the house with my arm around him. I stayed with him as he put his pants and shoes on. As he started to pull my shirt off of his body, I stepped forward to stophim.
“Leave it on, Ryan. I like the way it looks onyou.”
My shirt was already providing him warmth, and he was doing well at the moment, so no need to remove it. I reached out and buttoned the shirt onto him so we could leave. We said goodbye to our host and headed home. Ryan was playful in the car as we drove further from theparty.
“Man, to think we playedandyou gave me that after the fuck care,andI didn’t even come,” heteased.
It was good to see him returning to his usual self. He just needed to be with me and comfortableagain.
“Well, the evening is still young, Mr.Hudson.”
We exchanged some playful banter and then he grew quiet. At a stoplight, I jostled hisleg.
“Still with me?” I askedhim.
“Yes.” He turned to face me and made eye contact with me. “I like being with you,Russell.”
I was so proud of him for starting to feel comfortable with expressing something that he wanted, or liked. I took hold of his play collar and gave it a gentletug.
“I love seeing you in this,Ryan.”
As usual, when we got inside, our hands flew to one another’s body like amagnet.
“Can you stay a little while, Ryan?” I asked in between our heated kisses. I started to feel like everything I had been able to control up to this point tonight was now slipping away from mygrasp.
I felt him nod his head, and he panted, “Yes.”
“Good boy. Let’s go get more comfortable and out of thedoorway.”
When we got to my room, I told him to strip and lay down. As I pulled my clothes off, I tried very hard not to stare at his erection, but it was gorgeous and deserved my attention. He was fully erect, and his cock had a slight curve to it.Exquisite.
As I got on the bed, a hint of nervousness was visible in his eyes, and it was very understandable. These were new and unchartered waters for Ryan. I had propped myself up on my elbow as he lay flat on hisback.
“Relax, Ryan,” I offered as I leaned in and kissedhim.
My free hand took hold of a handful of his hair and held his head still while I made out with him. As our kisses deepened, he began to relax and let go. Deeply embedded in our kiss, low moans and whimpers began escaping from Ryan. I smiled against his mouth because he was no longer able to control what he wanted and needed. Luckily, both were the same thing. But he was going to have to tellme.
“What do you need,Ryan?”
Come on, Ryan. Tellme.
His moans and whimpers had quieted for a few minutes. My tongue pushed his around in his mouth and teased him until those little whimpers and ache filled moansresurfaced.
“Hmm, Ryan? Tell me what you need, my boy,” Iencouraged.
I let go of his hair, tweaked one of his nipples briefly and settled my hand low on his abdomen. Our tongues continued to explore and I felt him raise his hips so his cock would touch my hand. Ryan was a bundle of tight, needy nerves. He needed to be reminded that it was okay to need andwant.
“Ryan, there’s no shame in needing or wanting.” More whimpers and moans filled the bedroom. “Ryan, it’s okay. Tell me what you want andneed.”
