How terrifying.
"I had to, DJ. You're all I think of. I left you all those years ago and buried how I felt and then I saw you and..." He felt Ry shrug. "It's not going to be put back in its box and buried again."
"Did you...did they fire you?"
"No. Management won't. It's policy, though they've only ever had administrative staff who're gay. It's the guys I'm really worried about. You're worth it, though, DJ. I get that you don't want to stay hidden. I don't want to hide you. You deserve to be shown off."
"You..." Ryan had done this for him?
"I still love you, DJ."
"But...really? I'm blind, Ry."
"What?" Ry sounded like he was honestly confused.
"I'm blind. I can't see. I just... You could find someone..." Better? "Sighted."
"Wasn't I clear? I love you , DJ. I've never loved anyone else. Not in almost seven years." Ryan cupped his cheek and he could feel Ry's gaze on him.
"You're sure?" He wasn't sure he believed it.
"I came out for you, DJ. You. Are you saying you don't want me now?"
"No. No, I'm just... This is so... I didn't expect. Ever."
"No, me neither. But I couldn't stop thinking about the way you taste." Ry's mouth covered his.
His hands landed on Ryan's hips, holding on, thumbs sliding on either side of the full cock.
"The way you make me feel... God, I've been dreaming of this." Ryan tugged on his lower lip, then turned it into a kiss, hands running over his shoulders.
"Tell me you're not lying to me." He wanted to see Ryan's eyes.
"Jesus, DJ. I know I left you because I wouldn't come out, but I've never been a bastard."
"I know. I know, but..." He could just scream. He didn't want to believe and then have it taken away from him. He didn't think he could cope with that. "I want to see you."
"I can't turn back time, DJ."
"I know. Me either." God knew, if he could...
"I'm here because I love you and I want to be with you. I thought this would make you happy..."
"You walked out on me. I've been trying to forget about you again. I fucking love you so much and I can't believe you're here." Wait, was he yelling?
"I'm trying to make up for doing that to you. You said... Back at the... Why are you yelling at me--I came out for you! I fucking changed my entire life so I could come back and tell you I love you."
"I love you, too!" He surged forward, their foreheads clanging together hard. "I want you more than I've ever wanted anyone!"
"Ow! Then why aren't you fucking kissing me already?"
"Because we're idiots." He moaned, brought their lips together.
Ry didn't argue with him, instead he pushed his tongue into DJ's mouth. He shoved Ryan back onto his couch, wrapping his lips around Ryan's tongue, sucking hard. Moaning, Ryan bucked up against him, hands clutching at him.
God, he needed. He needed Ryan's cock, hands, heart.
Ryan grabbed his shirt and yanked, pulling it open, and sending buttons pinging across the room.
"Yours, too." He scooted down, knees on the floor. "God, baby. Yours, too."
Ry whimpered at his words and began undressing. He tugged off Ryan's shoes, the socks, laughing when the man's pants hit the ground.
"One of us is overdressed now." Ry's fingers were rough as they tugged at his jeans.
"Uh-huh." He reached for Ry, fingers sliding on Ryan's belly. Ry's abs rippled beneath his touch, another moan filling the air. "I have a bed." Not that they couldn't do this on the couch. He liked the couch.
"Just want you, DJ."
"Right here." He pushed between Ryan's legs, cheek sliding on the man's cock.
"Fuck! Yes. Please, DJ." Ryan's hands slid through his hair, over his head.
He nodded, then simply opened up and took Ryan in, letting the man in deep. Ryan cried out, hips bucking, pushing the hard prick deeper. It was the easiest thing ever, to slide his hands under Ryan's ass, pull hard.
"Fuck! Fuck!" He didn't have to pull for long. Ryan shouted again and spunk poured down his throat.
He drank his lover--could it be true? Could Ryan be his? Finally?--down.
Ryan panted, the prick in
"I had to, DJ. You're all I think of. I left you all those years ago and buried how I felt and then I saw you and..." He felt Ry shrug. "It's not going to be put back in its box and buried again."
"Did you...did they fire you?"
"No. Management won't. It's policy, though they've only ever had administrative staff who're gay. It's the guys I'm really worried about. You're worth it, though, DJ. I get that you don't want to stay hidden. I don't want to hide you. You deserve to be shown off."
"You..." Ryan had done this for him?
"I still love you, DJ."
"But...really? I'm blind, Ry."
"What?" Ry sounded like he was honestly confused.
"I'm blind. I can't see. I just... You could find someone..." Better? "Sighted."
"Wasn't I clear? I love you , DJ. I've never loved anyone else. Not in almost seven years." Ryan cupped his cheek and he could feel Ry's gaze on him.
"You're sure?" He wasn't sure he believed it.
"I came out for you, DJ. You. Are you saying you don't want me now?"
"No. No, I'm just... This is so... I didn't expect. Ever."
"No, me neither. But I couldn't stop thinking about the way you taste." Ry's mouth covered his.
His hands landed on Ryan's hips, holding on, thumbs sliding on either side of the full cock.
"The way you make me feel... God, I've been dreaming of this." Ryan tugged on his lower lip, then turned it into a kiss, hands running over his shoulders.
"Tell me you're not lying to me." He wanted to see Ryan's eyes.
"Jesus, DJ. I know I left you because I wouldn't come out, but I've never been a bastard."
"I know. I know, but..." He could just scream. He didn't want to believe and then have it taken away from him. He didn't think he could cope with that. "I want to see you."
"I can't turn back time, DJ."
"I know. Me either." God knew, if he could...
"I'm here because I love you and I want to be with you. I thought this would make you happy..."
"You walked out on me. I've been trying to forget about you again. I fucking love you so much and I can't believe you're here." Wait, was he yelling?
"I'm trying to make up for doing that to you. You said... Back at the... Why are you yelling at me--I came out for you! I fucking changed my entire life so I could come back and tell you I love you."
"I love you, too!" He surged forward, their foreheads clanging together hard. "I want you more than I've ever wanted anyone!"
"Ow! Then why aren't you fucking kissing me already?"
"Because we're idiots." He moaned, brought their lips together.
Ry didn't argue with him, instead he pushed his tongue into DJ's mouth. He shoved Ryan back onto his couch, wrapping his lips around Ryan's tongue, sucking hard. Moaning, Ryan bucked up against him, hands clutching at him.
God, he needed. He needed Ryan's cock, hands, heart.
Ryan grabbed his shirt and yanked, pulling it open, and sending buttons pinging across the room.
"Yours, too." He scooted down, knees on the floor. "God, baby. Yours, too."
Ry whimpered at his words and began undressing. He tugged off Ryan's shoes, the socks, laughing when the man's pants hit the ground.
"One of us is overdressed now." Ry's fingers were rough as they tugged at his jeans.
"Uh-huh." He reached for Ry, fingers sliding on Ryan's belly. Ry's abs rippled beneath his touch, another moan filling the air. "I have a bed." Not that they couldn't do this on the couch. He liked the couch.
"Just want you, DJ."
"Right here." He pushed between Ryan's legs, cheek sliding on the man's cock.
"Fuck! Yes. Please, DJ." Ryan's hands slid through his hair, over his head.
He nodded, then simply opened up and took Ryan in, letting the man in deep. Ryan cried out, hips bucking, pushing the hard prick deeper. It was the easiest thing ever, to slide his hands under Ryan's ass, pull hard.
"Fuck! Fuck!" He didn't have to pull for long. Ryan shouted again and spunk poured down his throat.
He drank his lover--could it be true? Could Ryan be his? Finally?--down.
Ryan panted, the prick in
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