A soft click was heard and then a deep growl.Phillip grabbed the smaller man closer to him, crushing theirbodies tightly together. That was all the affirmation heneeded.
He lowered his lips again and pulled Ryan overto the couch, then paused as if he were thinking about something.Phillip smiled wickedly. He eyed the pull-up bar on the oppositeside of the office. Oh yeah, he had plans, but that would wait.
He sat down on the couch and pulled Ryan withhim. For now he wanted to kiss Ryan. He wanted to kiss him forevery single time the kid had made him hard - for every single timewhen the need to kiss Ryan became almost too overpowering to stophimself from doing so.
He was ravishing Ryan's lips, nibbling outright,biting them when Ryan would try to take over the kiss. One handreached up and cupped the back of Ryan's neck, angling it so he wasthe one in control. He nearly dropped Ryan when the other man'shands slid up and down on his chest. He had wanted to feel thosehands forever. It had been hell having Ryan rubbing against himduring the class but he wouldn't have changed it. Nope, because itwas a way he could feel Ryan's hands.
His other hand was busy on its own. He wastrying to unbutton the top and get it off Ryan. He didn't wantanything to be in his way and he HAD to touch Ryan right the fucknow. “Fucking top,” he snarled against Ryan's lips. Buttons beganto fly. He finally got the thing off Ryan and then pulled awayenough to take the brown t-shirt off. Finally he was touchingalabaster skin.
With Ryan across his lap he could tease andtaste everything he wanted. His lips grazed one little nipple andRyan moaned. His tongue caressed it until it was pebble-hard. Hisbreath was hot against Ryan's cool skin. “You are so fucking hot,Gracin. I thought about doing this to you all the fucking time.” Hebreathed out, trailing hot kisses across Ryan's chest until hecould give the other nipple the same treatment.
Ryan was mumbling things Phillip couldn'tunderstand. He laughed huskily as he went to work on the belt andpant bottoms. His tongue traced a path back up to Ryan's throat. Hewasn't giving the man time to think about what Ryan wanted to do tohim. He just kept up the proverbial mind-fuck on. His mouth andhands never stopped moving, never once stopped in theirexploration. One hand left Ryan's neck and the other slidconfidently over his rapidly-filling cock. When he finally got thepants unbuttoned he pushed Ryan to his feet. With skillful hands hepushed the bottoms and his briefs from his body. They pooled aroundhis boots. Ryan bent at the waist and tried to pull the boots offbut his hands were shaking so badly that he was making a mess ofit.
Phillip pushed Ryan's hands away and finished ithimself. He grinned wolfishly when Ryan was standing there inabsolutely nothing.
“You're overdressed,” Ryan said. They were thefirst words he had uttered. Phillip liked how breathy and low theother man's voice was. Phillip's cock throbbed unmercifully.
The push-up bar was six feet off the ground.Phillip grinned evilly at it. He watched as Ryan turned and lookedat it. “Not ready for it,” Phillip said dismissively. “What wearegoing to do is play a little game.”
He nearly howled with laughter when Ryan blinkedowlishly at him. “Shh, it's a fun game.” He rose and led Ryan overto the bar. “See this bar?” When Ryan nodded Phillip continued.“You're going to grab this bar. Hold on with every ounce of controlyou have. If your hands leave it at any time I'll stop.” He didlaugh when Ryan swallowed hard.
Phillip watched as Ryan's shaky hands reached upand grabbed the bar.
“Got a good hold?” Phillip asked; his voice wasrough, gravelly. “Don't fucking let go.”
***
Ryan watched as his Drill Sergeant sank to hisknees. It was quite possibly the hottest thing he had ever seen inhis life - Phillip in full uniform sinking to his knees. Yeah, Ryancould die now and be a happy man. At least he thought that untilthe hot mouth that had given him many a wet dream drew the tip ofhis penis into it. His fingers flexed on the cool, steel bar.
A pair of large hands reached around and cuppedhis ass. Then that fucking mouth began to slowly descend down hisaching cock. The hands flexed, kneading his ass until Ryan wantedto cry. Both hands left and Ryan could still feel them on him.
He glanced down and saw Phillip fumbling in hispocket. He was vaguely surprised to see him pull out a tube oflube. “Fucking boy scout,” Ryan mumbled. Then he couldn't talk atall.
Phillip chuckled huskily around his cock sendingvibrations of pleasure shooting through every nerve in Ryan's body.The dark-haired man slowly and tortuously slid his mouth up anddown the length of Ryan's dick, swirling his tongue arounddifferent spots so slowly that Ryan wanted to growl.
Ryan hadn't felt this horny since he was in highschool. His hips began to move forward but a strong arm caught themand the mouth left.
“Didn't you get the memo, Gracin? I'm in chargehere,” Phillip said smokily. “No moving, nothing.” The hands thathad left his ass came back.
Ryan could feel the wetness on them. One handparted the cheeks and the other slid between, rubbing against histight hole. Ryan could count on one hand how many times he bottomedbut he knew that this time would probably be the best. He moanedlow in his throat as one long finger circled him. Then finally thatmouth settled back down on his cock. As Phillip slid his mouthlower a finger sank into him.
The moment the finger rubbed against the littlebundle of nerves Ryan nearly screamed like a girl. The sensation ofbeing penetrated along with the wet heat of the mouth on his cockwas slowly driving him insane.
Phillip had his timing down to a fine art. Ashis mouth slid up his cock his finger slipped out. When his mouthwent down his finger pushed in. Ryan wanted to wrap his hand aroundthe other man's head and force him to go faster but in the back ofhis mind he knew doing so would stop this. So instead he tightenedhis grip on the bar.
The hand behind him slipped away and Ryan DIDcry out then.
“Fucking teasing prick!” he breathed. It wassaying something when he could call the man on his knees that.
Phillip raised an eyebrow at that but his hazeleyes were hot with both amusement and want. It was a lethalcombination.
When the hand came back Ryan sighed. He couldfeel two fingers carefully entering him. Phillip took pleasure instroking against Ryan's prostate. It seemed to last forever and notlong enough. Phillip scissored his fingers inside of Ryan,preparing him. Phillip's mouth left his cock and slid lower,licking and tonguing his balls. It was the best blow job Ryan hadever received.
Ryan wanted more, so much more. “More!” Hedemanded it.
Phillip did that low, vibrating chuckle aroundRyan's cock again and a shudder tore through Ryan's body.
Soon enough Phillip had sunk three fingers intohim and Ryan was nearly in tears. Every time he felt like he wasclose Phillip would withdraw his fingers and mouth. He wouldwhisper suggestions so dirty that the closeted kink inside of Ryanwould roar to life.
