Riding Ryder by Raven McAllan Read Free Book Online Page B

fucking you senseless. With my body, I thee worship and all that. You just watch, experience, and enjoy. Oh, and be my guest if you want to come. You know you can do it.” His smile was cocky. Caleb laughed.
    “Yeah, but it’ll be so much more fun if you do it for me. Jeez, Logan, that is fucking incredible.”
    Logan, his cock now buried deep in Caleb’s ass, moved gently. Comfortable, home, and happy, he pulled back slightly, setting a rhythm that was hopefully as pleasing to Caleb as it was to himself. There was no way he could tear his eyes away from Caleb’s cock standing away from his body, pleading for attention. Touching it gently, being rewarded with a sensual shudder rippling all through Caleb’s body and into his own, his hand fisted around the smooth steel shaft. Looking into Caleb’s dark, dark, eyes, he knew he was about to come, and wanted Caleb to do the same.
    “Cal, come for me. Please come for me. If I take my hand away, will you make yourself come? Think of how I’m inside you, and how at any second, I’m going to fill you. I’m that close.” His breath was fast, choppy. He knew, sensed, Caleb was feeling the same emotions as he was.
    Caleb nodded. “Yeah. Oh that is so bloody good, Logan. So bloody… Okay, I’m gonna come. I’m, I’m aaahhhh, jee… yes, oh fucking yes!” Caleb’s cum erupted from him, spilling over his cock and his chest.
    It was all Logan needed. His own shouts of joy and completion mingled with Caleb’s as with one hard, forceful thrust, he came deep inside Caleb.
    He thought his aftershocks were almost as powerful as his climax. Was it seconds? Minutes? Hours? He had no idea how long it was before his body stopped giving him little frissons of pleasure. Beneath him, Caleb’s body was closely mimicking his own.
    “Phew,” he said finally, arms shaking with the tension of holding himself slightly away from Caleb so Caleb was not too uncomfortable. Now he knew he had to move. Gently pulling out, he removed the condom and put it into the plastic bag he had had the foresight to put next to the bed, before tossing it in the bin, He rolled onto his back next to Caleb, breathing deeply, totally replete. Rousing himself, he turned over to untie Caleb. He was grabbed and kissed very thoroughly before being hugged and held close.
    “Well?” he asked lazily, playing with the long, dark hair now lying across his chest. “God, I love your hair.”
    “Well,” said Caleb, hugging him back. “I love you.”
    Oh my. “And back, love, and back.”
     
     
     
    Chapter Seven
     

     
    Caleb knew he would never feel so complete again. His life, by necessity, had been a solitary one. Not lonely, because he had many friends. But alone. Now maybe, just maybe, the gods had answered his subconscious, blessed him, and given him someone to walk through life with him. He hoped Logan could cope with his job as he said he could. Only time would tell, so he wouldn’t go there now. Now he was going to enjoy the moment, lying replete next to his lover, wrapped in each other’s arms. He relished the feel, the sense of oneness as they held one another. He could feel Logan playing idly with his hair and couldn’t resist reading his thoughts.
    “I’m glad.”
    “Ca-leb.” Logan’s voice was reproachful. “For once, just let me say it before you sense it. Yes?”
    “Yes, all right. But I’m going to say it as well. I love you . Too soon? Maybe. True? Oh yes. Am I pleased? Definitely. It’s making me very happy.”
    Logan moaned. “Damn it, Cal. I wanted to say that. Well, I’m gonna say it anyway. I love you, Caleb Ryder. And I’m so happy.” His stomach rumbled. “And bloody starving. Don’t you feed your lovers?”
    Caleb laughed as his tummy joined in the chorus. “That’s ‘lover.’ Singular. And, um, no. I’ve not had lovers, here or anywhere. Good friends whom I have had sex with, yeah. Lovers, no, not until now. So, lover.” He swatted Logan lightly on the butt.