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Matt was just coming back from the kitchen with the second pizza when he jumped right back in. "Ok, so what are we on now?"
Ryan filled him in, "Cartoon characters. If you could totally bang one of them, which one would it be?"
Matt thought about it for a second, and answered, "That's easy...Johnny Quest."
"Johnny Quest? Are you serious?" Sam asked him.
"Totally! He's hot, he's blond...he reminds me of someone I know." Matt said, sitting down and kissing Sam on the cheek.
Ryan and I teased them simultaneously. "Awwwwwwww...."
"Ok, Randy, your turn." Sam told me.
My mind ran through pretty much every cartoon that I had ever seen before, and came up with, "Speed Racer, definitely."
"Not bad! I could see that." Sam said, giving me a high five from across the coffee table. "Ryan, you're turn."
"Hehehe...honestly?" He asked, and we all nodded. "Dude...I'd really love to do Xander from 'Drawn Together'! He's like the sexiest gay cartoon ever drawn, I swear!" He blushed a little bit, but we all had to give him a cheer for his choice.
"Damn, Ryan...you win, hands down." Matt said.
"Hold on, hold on..." Sam wanted his turn. "...If I had my way, I'd have a three way. With Alaadin...and Kaneda from Akira! C'mon, you've GOTTA give me a double score or something for that!"
"Hehehe, hey, no threesomes, cheater!" Matt let the words leave his mouth without really thinking about it....and I think there was a short moment of silence as thoughts of their past relationship with Tyler swept over the room like a flashflood. A few eyes looked down at the table, a few smiles dimmed a little bit...but no one really said anything.
Ryan broke the tension a bit by making another suggestion. "Ok...since we're doing threesomes...you gotta choose two guys...AND they have to be in the same movie!" He thought some more, and said..."AND....AND...it has to be one blond, and one brunette! Figure that one out!"
"Oooh, a challenge!" Matt said while picking up another slice of pizza.
"I've got it..." I said. "...It's easy. Balthazar Getty and Chris Furrh, 'Lord Of The Flies'. SUPER hot, three way!"
"Whoah! NICE!" Sam grinned, and I got marks of approval all around. Let's see them top THAT one! "Ok, ok....I'll see your 'Lord Of The Flies', and raise ya!" Sam cleared his throat, "River Phoenix and Wil Wheaton in 'Stand By Me'. MEGA sexy!"
"Hehehe, aww dude! That's almost too easy! We shouldn't even let you have that one." Matt smiled.
"Really? Well, what did YOU come up with?"
"Alright, check it out...Cody Linley and Logan Lehrman in the movie, 'Hoot'..." Matt said, and Ryan and Sam kinda gave him a weird look.
Ryan asked him, "What the hell is 'Hoot'?"
Matt pushed Sam as he started to laugh at him. "'Hoot'! It's a movie! God, wake up, you guys!" They kept giggling though. "Oh, like you guys never rented a movie just because the boys on the box were unforgivably cute!" Then Matt looked over at me, "Randy...dude...you've seen 'Hoot' before, right?"
"Hehehe, actually...." I said bashfully, and Ryan's mouth dropped slightly as he stared at me from the side.
"Randy? No way! You didn't!" He said.
"I did. I watched it four times. Hehehe!" I confessed.
"Oh my God, dude....I am so not talking to you right now." Ryan said, squirming away from me.
"Fuck you, dude...Cody Linely was gorgeous in that movie! Super hot, frizzy blond, surfer boy....running barefoot with his shirt off...you CAN'T be a gay boy and not drool over that movie!" I told him, and Matt was quick to give me a high five of his own. Good to know I wasn't the only one. "Ok, hot shot....your turn."
Ryan laid back with a relaxed smile on his face. "Total no-brainer. Elijah Wood and Macauley Culkin in 'The Good Son'." Ok...so none of us could really dispute that one. I swear, the very thought of those two fooling around on the set of that movie is a MAJOR fantasy of mine. I wonder...
We had a few more laughs, the pizzas quickly vanishing as we chowed down on everything that wasn't nailed down, and washed it down with some sodas. But as we relaxed a bit more, noticing that we still had three hours to ourselves...we became a bit more comfortable. Ryan and I cuddled up on the couch, and my hand seemed to get a mind of its own as it wandered over to the soft meat of his inner thigh. Sam and Matt were already smiling at us, and knew that we would be heading into the other room soon.
"Ok, one more..." Matt said. "...Sexiest ass out of the boys that we know personally. And be honest."
"Ryan." I said without hesitation.
"Ryan." Sam agreed.
"Hehehe, you guys took my answer." Matt grinned.
Ryan looked somewhat shocked. "Who me? Really?" He blushed furiously at the idea, but kept his smile anyway. "You guys are kidding me, right?"
Sam shook his head, and Matt told him, "No dude, it's the truth. I always thought so. A lot of people think so, I'm sure."
My hand traveled further up Ryan's thigh as the flattery of the compliment caused him to tremble a bit with a fit of giggles. He couldn't get any more adorable than he was at that very moment...and I couldn't be a 'good boy' around him any longer.
"Ok, you guys...me and this nice piece of ass are gonna go in the other room and...talk for a while." I said. Ryan's eyes met mine for a second, and I saw him briefly look down at my lips as he leaned forward for a kiss. I now moved my hand up to cup and grope the swelling rod in his pants, and bent it gently as he grunted sensually from the stimulation.
"Mmmm, yeah, let's go." Ryan whispered, and we both stood up. I stood behind him and reached down the front of his pants to 'straighten' him up before we started walking to our special little place.
"'Talk' the hell out of that ass, Randy!" Sam giggled, and they laughed out loud at us as we gave them the finger and shut the door behind us.
There we stood...in the center of that room. Seeing our own love reflected in one another's eyes. Sighing from the feeling of my heart getting heavy as it absorbed more joy than it could handle. I was almost afraid to move, for fer that this was all a dream, and it would suddenly vanish right before my eyes if I did so much as blink. Ryan stood right in front of me, and his soft hazel eyes gazed into mine with a personality all their own. They were shining like liquid gold, and I melted in his arms when he touched me.
He raised his hand to gently caress my cheek...and he whispered, "I wish it could be like this all the time."
"Me too." I said breathlessly.
"I missed you. I missed this. I wish I didn't have to go a single day without being able to stand here with you like this and just....love you the way I want to."
"Yeah. I feel the same. But at least we have right now...right?"
Ryan's eyes stayed focused on me, but his mind drifted for a moment before he said, "Yeah...right now. I guess that'll have to do."
Before I could ask him what he meant by that, he kissed me deeply on the lips, and I found myself lost in his embrace. Our eyes closed, our tongues making their first slippery contact...my hands traveling slowly down his backside...we fell into silence. My hands stopped at his belt, and unbuckled it for him, unfastened the top button, unzipped his pants, all while he kicked his shoes off and kept our lips connected. As soon as I felt his pants drop down to puddle at his feet, I grabbed two big handfulls of that sweet ripe butt of his and squeezed it tightly as I pulled him against me. I could feel the fabric of his boxers sliding across the perfect unblemished skin beneath, and whimpered as I felt it flex beneath my fingertips. Suddenly, Ryan broke the kiss. "Do you really think I have the sexiest ass out of everybody we know?"
"Hehehe, you're gonna ask me that NOW???"
"Just tell me!" He smiled.
"Yes...it's perfect. Soooo perfect." I said, kissing him deeply again and gripping it even tighter than before. Then....I broke the kiss myself. "Wait...so who were you gonna say?"
"Hehehe, Ariel."
"Hehehehe....wait, really? You think Ariel has the best ass out of all of us?"
"Oh HELL yeah! Have you ever really looked at it, dude???" He asked.
"I've taken a couple of peeks here and there, sure."
"No, I mean really just looked at it? Randy, I'm telling you, it is immaculate!" He giggled.
"Get out of here...."
"I'm serious. Take a look. Ariel's ass is small, but it's tight, and round, and looks good enough to eat. I kid you not."
"Mmmm...I love it when you're dirty." I smiled, and before I knew it, Ryan was kissing me again and backing me up towards the bed. I laid on my back as he removed my shoes and then took my pants off of my legs for me. I was hard as a rock, and he had to be extra careful not to catch my inches on the elastic of my boxers. But once he slid them down my legs and off, my thighs instinctively spread out as wide as they could go while Ryan leaned in to kiss and lick his way up my legs until his lips were pressed against the wrinkled skin of my sack. He sucked the skin into his mouth, and stretched it slightly before letting his tongue lick underneath it a few inches...and then back to the top again. I gasped from the feel of his wet tongue on my heated skin, and my legs began to tremble as he took a hold of my length, and angled it towards his kissable lips for a few slow sucks. All the way down to the base...and up to the tip again. So warm. So wet. My thighs closed around the sides of his face, and I reached down to tangle my hands in his hair as he serviced me to the point where my hips were lifted off of the mattress. I was already sooooo close, and he didn't want it to end so quickly. So he took off his boxers, and moved up to kiss my lips, resting his feather light weight on top of me. We were still wearing out t-shirts, but nothing else. So I let his kiss send me on a dizzying journey as I opened my legs to let him grind passionately into me. His hardness was so smooth against mine, a tiny trail of 'cool' where he was eagerly leaking from his throbbing tip. My hands slid down his back again, feeling those butter soft cheeks of his, and cupping them at the bottom, my fingers tracing a line up and down his cleft as he whimpered on top of me. I couldn't believe it, he really DID have the best ass out of us all! How could I not not have noticed that??? Maybe I haven't been paying attention to the 'competition'. Who knows? All I knew at that moment was that my palms were overjoyed to be gripping the thick, succulent, cheeks of that luscious ass as he pushed himself into me over and over again with a boyish whimper that would drive most boys CRAZY with lust! Can you imagine....a sexual pleasure THIS potent.....and it's all mine! MINE!
My legs wrapped themselves around them, and his arms slid under my shoulders as his kisses moved down to my neck and collarbone. It tickled a bit, but I tried to stay still, a major case of the wiggles held back with a bite of my bottom lip! God......how much more could I possibly LOVE this boy????
This is what I had been missing for the past few weeks. And today was only the beginning of making sure that neither one of us has to miss it again.
It's amazing how three hours can feel like such an eternity in school...but rushes by in the blink of an eye when I'm alone with my boyfriend. There was a freedom in the love we made that day. A liberation of our spirits, you know? Every moment of it was bliss, every moment without it was torture. And as I lay there, with my cheek pressed against his chest....still glistening with a thin sheen of perspiration from exploding over and over again...it was hard trying to get the motivation to pull myself up and get dressed again. The entire room smelled like sex, and you could almost see the heat visibly rippling off of the walls. Thank goodness Matt brought us that fan from his garage. Ryan held my hand in his, our finger interlocked, and any time I moved, or even breathed deeply, he would kiss me on the top of my head, and hug me tighter against his slender frame. I could feel him panting, his chest rising and falling softly with every breath. I could hear his heart beating with my face pressed against him, occassionally raising my head to kiss him on his nipple, letting my tongue enjoy the candied surface of the rigid bud as it passed over it. And I let my hand slide down to his tiny oval of a belly button, to feel his sleek muscles bounce in time with his breathing. Sometimes letting the fingers slide lower to scratch playfully at his small nest of pubes. He had finally gone soft for the first time in an hour. I guess we finally tired out that particular appendage...not that another twenty minutes or so of sexy lip service couldn't get it standing again. It was a comfortably slent moment between us. And you wanna know something?
As amazing as the sex was, as incredible as it felt each and every time we did it...it was softened moments of quiet pleasure like this that I had really come to appreciate more than anything. More than anything.
We heard a quiet knock at the door, and it opened up just a crack. Matt's voice came through the space, asking, "Are you guys decent in here?"
"Are we ever?" I replied with a grin.
"Well...my mom's gonna be home soon. So...I hate to be the bad guy here, but wrap this up. K? We've still gotta clean up a little bit."
I heard Ryan sigh in frustration, and I whined, "Alright....give us a minute." I turned to kiss Ryan, thinking that his frustration was just him being playful. But...what I discovered from the look on his face...he really was kinda upset about having to leave. "Ryan?"
He looked over at me, and barely faked a smile for me, kissing me on the forehead again while caressing my shoulder. "It's alright. It's nothing."
"It doesn't look like nothing." I told him. "C'mon, baby....talk to me."
"I just wish we had more time, that's all." He said softly, his eyes not even looking at me directly.
"Hehehe, I don't know why. I don't think we've got any sex left in us!"
And that's when he said, "I wasn't talking about the sex." And he sat up in the bed to get dressed.
Something really was bothering him, and I think I'm starting to see pattern here. can't really put my finger on it, but it seems like he just wants to stop...'hiding' all the time. I can see the pressure building up inside him, and I wonder if that's because of me. Or if it'll pass. I don't know. Ryan has always been the braver of the two of us when it came to saying anything about us being gay. I mean, the guy came out to his FATHER for crying outloud! I'd never be able to do that with my mom! Ever! He even considered telling Hailey, and she hates his guts! Ryan didn't mind sneaking kisses around people, or holding hands in public...and....well...I kinda did. It sounds stupid, but I'm just...I'm not ready for everyone to know about us just yet. I mean, maybe someday, but not NOW. Maybe not even in the forseeable future....but one day.
Whatever it was, Ryan never pressured me to say anything to anybody...but I honestly think that this 'secret' of ours is starting to wear on him a little bit. And having this day together alone probably made it worse. Sighhhh....
I hope we can find some kind of middle ground on this. Because as much as I want to see him happy...I don't think my closet door is gonna magically swing open any time soon. Let's just hope that moments like the ones we shared today are enough to keep him satisfied until he either loses his enthusiasm or I gain some courage.
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