Ryder had blocked people who were nothing but homophobic assholes. There was clear jealousy from both men and women, and they’d commented on Felix’s social media posts as well—some of them from months ago—criticizing his work and being unnecessarily horrible. He had to stop looking, but he’d noticed Felix’s follower numbers had dropped below ten thousand, so his monetization options had gone. Ryder was certain things would be over in a blip, then he’d help Felix get more followers. People couldn’t sayno to him, and he’d use that to Felix’s advantage if he’d let Ryder do it.
He opened the door and breathed a sigh of relief to see Felix and Mason. Without hesitation, he scooped Felix up in his arms and gripped his ass, hugging him tightly. Felix hooked his legs round Ryder’s waist and melted into the hug, and Ryder didn’t want to let go of him. He’d never felt so protective of anyone like this before, not even his sisters.
“I’ll leave you both to it,” said Mason.
“Thanks for everything, man,” said Ryder.
“Just look after him.”
“I will.”
“I was talking to Felix.”
“Get fucked!” he replied, laughing.
Felix was giggling as well. As soon as Mason left, Ryder closed the door and locked it, leaving the outside world where it belonged. He walked over to the sofa, with Felix still wrapped around him, his face buried in his neck. He could get used to this. Of course he was rock hard—only Felix could do that to him—but he ignored it. He needed to check that his boy was okay. Was Felix his boy? Not in the literal sense. The whole daddy thing was just something twinks called him when he was pounding them, but the lifestyle had never appealed to him.
Ryder lowered himself down to a sitting position so Felix was on his lap, and ran his hand up and down his back as Felix cuddled into him. Neither of them spoke. It wasn’t necessary. Unable to stop himself, Ryder nuzzled into Felix’s neck, kissing him gently, and Felix’s whole body shivered. He pulled his head up and their eyes locked. The emotions swirling in Felix’s eyes were an image of his own—fear, sadness, and desire. Felix glanced at Ryder’s lips before licking his own, which was all the permission he needed.
After a few gentle kisses, the spark between them ignited, and Ryder deepened the kiss. Felix melted into him, so eager and pliable, and Ryder rolled them so he was on his back. He was a big guy and didn’t want to put all his weight on Felix’s smaller frame. Ryder let Felix take control of the kiss, gripping his ass, pulling him closer. He could feel his hardness against his own, and he couldn’t help but thrust against him. Felix moaned with pleasure into his mouth. Ryder wanted to spend hours exploring every pleasure zone of his body. He was desperate to take the lead, but knew they needed to talk about what had happened first. For now, he was happy for Felix to be in the driver’s seat.
“Ryder, I need you.”
“You’ve got me, baby.”
He preened under the affectionate term, so Ryder made a mental note to use it more often.
“Can you take me to bed please?”
Ryder felt his dick throb with anticipation.
“Are you sure? Do you want to talk first?”
“We can talk in the morning. I need to get out of my head tonight.”
“I can do that for you,” he said, kissing him again.
They made out for another minute, before Ryder sat up and stood, while still holding on to Felix. He carried him into his bedroom before laying him down carefully on his bed. This wasn’t how he’d imagined tonight going. He’d assumed they’d talk and Felix would sleep in the spare room like he’d offered. He didn’t have any expectations, but seeing the vulnerability and fire in Felix’s eyes, he knew he had to take care of him.
“What do you want, baby?”
“I want the full Ryder Quinn experience. Show me your cock. I want to see if it really is ten inches.”
Ryder laughed. He unbuckled his belt, opened his jeans, and pulled his hard cock out of his boxers. Felix’s jawdropped open. Ryder was tempted to stick his dick in it, but he held back.
“I think I might have to work up to taking that.”
Ryder felt himself blush. He’d been told many times that he had a big cock, but Felix’s compliment hit differently than it did from others.
“Or do I need to take the opportunity while I’ve got it?” asked Felix. His face flushed, and he turned over, burying his face in the pillow.
“What was that?”
“Nothing.”
Ryder pulled his jeans off, tucking his cock back into his boxers so he could focus on this beautiful young man. He sat next to Felix and stroked his hair. He moaned at the touch.
“What did you mean by that comment, Felix? You know there’s no pressure to do anything. You can still sleep in the spare room, you know, or have my bed and I’ll go in there.”
