“A couple of hours.”
Felix wasn’t sure he’d be able to last that long before leaving Ryder without a choice in the matter.
“I love that I get to share your first time with you.”
“That ship sailed a long time ago,” Felix teased.
“I meant the film, but good to know where your mind is.”
Felix couldn’t help but laugh. If this film was so important to Ryder, he could hold on to his self-restraint for a couple of hours. Ryder pressed his cock against Felix’s ass again. But it was going to be a long two hours!
CHAPTER 13
RYDER
Ryder snuggled up to Felix, pulling his smaller body close. He’d not enjoyed this level of intimacy for a long time. How had this boy burrowed into his heart so easily, in a way nobody else had in over a decade? He was also a horny little spitfire. The little fucker had edged Ryder for almost an hour last night with the most spectacular blow job he’d ever had. He’d been determined that neither of them were going to cum until he got all of Ryder down his throat, and it had been beautiful to see that pretty mouth all stretched and the bulge of Ryder’s cock in his throat. He could count on one hand the people who’d been able to do that.
In his sleep, Felix subconsciously rubbed his pert ass against Ryder’s morning wood. He’d never wanted to be inside someone so badly, and he loved to fuck, but he also knew he was a lot to take. Felix was a determined man, but Ryder would do nothing to hurt him. He needed a piss, so he gently pulled away from Felix, who whined in his sleep before pulling the comforter closer and settling back down. Ryder took care of business and then headed into the kitchen. Would Felix want breakfast again? Before he got started, heneeded to check in with the virtual world and see what was happening.
He couldn’t help but snort when he saw#WhereIsRydertrending on social media. To be fair, it had been a long time since he’d not posted something impromptu for over twenty-four hours. He’d been enjoying being in this bubble with Felix. Ryder had a quick scan of the comments to get a read on what the vibe was. Most were suggesting he was having a rest, or “pounding that twink” as the gays so eloquently put it, and there were more comments about Felix not being good enough for Ryder. He rolled his eyes. It was definitely the other way around, but he had some crazy fans who thought no one was good enough for him.
Ryder considered recording something, but then he heard the toilet flush so he knew Felix was up. He put his phone away and brewed some coffee. A couple of minutes later, Felix walked in wearing a T-shirt and boxers, looking adorable, although Ryder would have preferred no clothes. He was rubbing his eyes, clearly still full of sleep.
“What time is it?” asked Felix.
“Just after eight.”
“Is that coffee?” he asked with a cute smile.
Ryder couldn’t wait any longer. He strode across the kitchen and lifted Felix up, causing him to squeal. Ryder sat him on the kitchen island and leaned forward for a kiss. His breath was minty fresh, so he’d brushed his teeth, which meant he must have been hoping for this. That caused Ryder’s heart to beat faster. He deepened the kiss, pulling his boy close. Was Felix his? Was it too soon to have a conversation like that? He needed to get his thoughts in order before he said anything. The thought of having such deep feelings for someone so soon was startling, but three of his best friends had all fallen for their men quickly, so he wasn’t an anomaly. Maybe he should talk to them? Sebastian wouldtake him seriously, but the other two were bound to tease him. That’s what they all did with each other.
Why he was thinking about anything else was a mystery when he had this beautiful man in his arms. He gently pulled away and looked at his eyes, all hooded, and his body boneless. Ryder kissed him on the tip of the nose, causing Felix to giggle.
“Do you want some breakfast?”
“I could eat.”
“What do you want?”
“Surprise me.”
“Okay. Why don’t you take a shower, and I’ll get everything ready.”
“Do you not need some help?”
“No. You get clean, so I can dirty you up again after breakfast.”
He leaned in for another quick kiss and gripped Felix’s cock, which was rock hard. It took all his self-restraint to pull away. His own excitement was impossible to hide in his gray sweatpants, which he may have worn deliberately but would never admit. Felix looked down, and his eyes widened slightly. He licked his lips. This boy was going to be the death of him.
“Can I ask you something?”
“Anything,” said Ryder.
“I really want you to . . .” He audibly swallowed. “I want you to fuck me. It’s just...”
“You can say whatever you’re thinking, baby. I won’t get upset about anything.”
“I think I need to build up to it. Have you got . . .”
