“Oh yeah you are.” A big hand reached down andcupped him through the pants. “Now I'm gonna fuck you good.”
A firm hand caught his. Ryan grinned. “Who saidyouwere in charge?” He laughed when Phillip growled at him.It was like laughing at a tiger when you're holding a bloody steakin front of him. But Ryan didn't care.
He pushed Phillip away and the other man cameroaring back, pushing him and holding Ryan imprisoned against thewall with his body.
“Phil, do you want to stop?” Ryan asked,grinning.
“The fuck you say?” Phillip growled.
“You're gonna fuck me…But I'm the fuckingdriver,” Ryan growled back.
Phillip actually sighed. He looked at Ryanthrough veiled eyes. “I hate you.”
“No you don't.” Ryan began to take his clothesoff and pointed at the clothing still pooled around Phillip'sankles. “You should get rid of those.”
The older man pulled off the clothing and glaredat the younger one.
Ryan grabbed Phillip by the hand and led themboth into Phillip's bedroom. “Tell me you have lube andcondoms.”
Phillip grinned. “I should be a dick and tellyou I don't. But then I wouldn't get laid and that would seriouslypiss me off.” He pointed at the dresser. “Top shelf.”
Ryan walked to it naked as the day he was born,having left his clothing on the floor in Phillip's hallway. Heturned and looked at Phillip. He opened the dresser drawer, pullingout both lube and condoms. Slowly he walked back to the bed wherethe man had sprawled out like some sort of fucked-out Sex God. Hestopped only to prop a foot against the bed. With agonizingslowness he slipped a hand behind himself. He played with his ownhole, moaning at the touch.
Phillip groaned.
Ryan watched as Phillip's own hand came forwardand began to stroke his own cock. There was nothing more attractivethan watching a man handle himself. Ryan would gladly watch Phillipmasturbate some other time, though. He had plans.
He left his ass alone so he could pour lube ontotwo of his fingers. He returned them to his entrance and began topush one inside of himself. He moaned at the pressure rocking hiships back to meet his own touch. When he couldn't bear it any morehe pulled his finger out. Lubing up again, this time he pushed twofingers in.
Phillip's breathing was erratic. His jerksbecame slower...harsher…as if he was trying to stave off hisorgasm. “Fuck. You. Are. Fucking. Beautiful,” he growled. Ryancould tell this was trying Phillip's patience but he still slowlyfingered himself. His free hand went to his cock and began strokingit.
Ryan's moans echoed Phillip's. They were both onthe edge. They both needed more. When Ryan finally had enoughplaying he crawled up the bed and captured Phillip's lips,demanding the other man open his mouth to his questing tongue. Whenit was given Ryan planted his legs on either side of Phillip'sthighs. When the kiss was no longer enough Ryan grabbed the condomand ripped it open. He slipped it down Phillip's throbbing cock andlubed him up thoroughly. One hand reached down and grabbedPhillip's cock. He didn't take his time this time. He slammedhimself down onto Phillip.
He moaned and keened high in both pain andpleasure. “Fucking shit... goddamn... fucking... FUUUUCK Phillip!”He gasped against the man’s firm lips.
“Fuck..Fucking hell. Ryan...God, don't fuckingmove. Don't you fucking move!” Phillip demanded.
Both men paused just enough to get themselvesunder control. Ryan went back to kissing Phillip and felt hiserection bob heavily. He began to slowly move. They both groaned.His hips pushed forward and then pulled backwards.
“God...Ryan...Feels sooo good,” Phillipbreathed.
Ryan angled his hips and pushed down, feelingPhillip rub against his prostate. “Fuck!” Ryan hissed. “Beenwaiting sooo long. Want you to fill me up.” He groaned.
Their movements were jerky until they settledinto a rhythm that made both of them moan, whimper and beg eachother for completion.
Phillip's hands slipped up and stroked Ryan'scock. It proved to be his undoing. He was knocking against hisprostate with every thrust. Phillip's hand was hot and heavyagainst him. He didn't stand a chance. He came with a cry. Phillipsurged forward, wrapping his arm around Ryan's waist. He took overthe thrusting. He sat up, bringing Ryan forward. Ryan tried to keepthe rhythm he had set up going but Phillip jerked and spasmed. Hefilled the condom with a hard cry.
Moments later both men collapsed against eachother. Phillip lay back pulling Ryan onto his chest.“Freckles...you're not allowed to do that anymore. I think you'retrying to fucking kill me.”
Ryan chuckled and blew out a deep breath. “Yeah,you were fucking pretty hard with me too there, buddy.”
“Uh huh. And you loved every fuckingsecond.”
“Yup.” Ryan was too fucked-out to lie.
“Hang on. Let me get this rubber off.” Phillippushed Ryan off and sat up to pull the condom off. Tying it off, hethrew it into the trash can beside his bed.
“That was worth the wait.” Ryan yawned.
