shoulders.
“Yes. Harder! Faster!” The words flew from his lips, though he hardly knew he’d spoken. But they were true. He wanted more of Sam…to be more to Sam. Not just his best friend, the buddy he went to baseball games with and played pick-up games of football with.
Sam pulled out and slammed back in, forehead beaded with sweat as he worked himself in and out of Ryan’s clenching ass. “You’re mine,” he growled in response. “This ass.” He thrust his hips, their flesh smacking together loudly. “This mouth.” Sam bit at Ryan’s mouth, crushing it in a brutal, claiming kiss. “This cock.”
He wrapped his fingers around Ryan’s straining member, pumping his fist up and down the slick shaft in time with his powerful thrusts. Ryan arched upward with a cry, fingers knotting in the bedspread.
“All of it,” Sam rasped. “Mine.”
Ryan nodded, thrashing in Sam’s grip, heart thundering as every nerve ending seemed to light up under Sam’s caress. His feet flexed, toes digging into the mattress, ass cheeks flexing as he rode his best friend’s cock.
His balls tingled as heat flowed up his spine. Even the soles of his feet prickled with pleasure. Sam’s next deep, powerful thrust sent Ryan over the edge, his orgasm bubbling up like lava and blowing off the top of his head. His testicles drew up tight to his body and his dick jerked in Sam’s hand. Several powerful spurts of hot juices arced between them, splashing over both his and Sam’s sweat slick bodies.
Sam urged another jet from Ryan’s prick with practiced fingers, never missing a stroke as he pumped his iron hard cock into Ryan’s ass. “That’s it, Rye. Show me how good I make you feel.”
Ryan reared up, wrapping his arms and legs around Sam and yanking him down against his body, holding him close. He scraped his teeth along Sam’s stubbled jaw, nipped his chin, and then pressed his mouth to his friend’s.
“Now you,” he murmured against the other man’s sculpted lips. “Come in me. Fill me.”
Sam dropped his head to Ryan’s shoulder, clutching at his broad shoulders as he pounded into him, losing himself in the slick, moist grip of Ryan’s tight channel as it clenched around him, gripping and tugging at the sensitive skin of his pole.
Ryan’s scent, fresh and soapy and lightly sweaty, surrounded him, making his head spin. The other man’s rough hands kneaded his back and ass and his low murmurs, dirty words and whispered confessions, urged him on.
When Sam had decided to bring up the idea of his next book to his best friend, he would’ve never imagined in a million years that the night would end here, in his bed. The fact that it was Ryan beneath him, Ryan’s body taking him in, amplified the already mind-numbing pleasure. Sam opened his eyes, gazing down into the flushed, handsome face of his oldest friend... his man... The orgasm completely overwhelmed him, unable to be controlled.
“Rye!” The name tore from his lips as his cock swelled and pulsed, flooding the other man’s ass with his seed. He groaned, pumping his hips once, twice, three more times before collapsing on top of Ryan.
{ 6 }
They lay still for several silent minutes, panting and shuddering with aftershocks of ecstasy, slick with sweat and come. Finally, cock softening and slipping from Ryan’s body, Sam rolled to the side.
Ryan shifted, his eyes following Sam. A wide grin stretched his mouth. “Wow.”
Sam chuckled, scrubbing a hand over his face. “Definitely. It’s uh... it’s never been quite that intense before. For me.”
Ryan reached out and pushed a lock of Sam’s dark hair off his forehead. “Me too.” He stared at Sam as if he’d never really seen him before. Sam stared back, hand trailing through the cooling puddle of semen on Ryan’s stomach. His lashes dipped, shielding his dark eyes momentarily before he lifted his gaze to Ryan’s again.
“Did you really not know?” The amazement was evident in his voice.