Chapter 12
FELIX
Felix woke up, having fallen back to sleep after draining Ryder’s cock.
That thing was enormous, and the thought of having it inside him was both exciting and daunting.
Unless Ryder booted him out now they’d had sex, he was determined to ride that beast as soon as possible.
He didn’t think Ryder was going to kick him out, though.
Otherwise, why would he have asked him to bring clothes for a few days?
It was clear he had made no assumptions they’d hook up, but he’d clearly wanted it.
Now Felix had given up the goods, perhaps Ryder would lose interest. He might just be one of those guys who loved the chase. Felix had met his share of them.
Why was he doom spiraling? Ryder had done nothing to make Felix doubt him.
Being held in his muscular arms last night had felt wonderful.
Now he was in bed with the hottest guy he’d ever met, and he was assuming the worst. He turned over, wanting to cuddle up against Ryder’s muscular warmth, and noticed the bed was empty.
He felt the sheets, and they were cold, so he’d been up for a while.
Felix grabbed his phone off the bedside table and was shocked to see it was eleven o’clock.
He instinctively went to open his emails and social media, but changed his mind.
The notifications had been turned off for everything—something Ryder had advised him to do, being used to the invasive scrutiny—so unless he went into the apps, he wouldn’t know what people were saying about him.
He got up and went into the ensuite to take care of business, where he brushed his teeth and looked at himself in the mirror, not liking what he saw.
How could he be twenty-seven and look older than Ryder?
Life wasn’t fair. His ginger hair was sticking up at weird angles, and he didn’t want to go out and let Ryder see him looking like this, but having a shower without asking was rude.
Ryder had told him to make himself at home so .
. . Fuck it. He wouldn’t mind. The guy was so laid back about things. At least, that’s how he came across.
Felix found a clean towel hanging on the heated rail, and it was lovely and warm, so he held it against his face for a moment.
The shower had a multitude of buttons, taps, and nozzles.
He scrutinized them before pressing one, hoping for the best, but got a face full of freezing cold water, which made him squeal.
He turned it off, only to be startled by a deep chuckle.
Spinning round, Ryder was leaning against the doorframe wearing gray sweatpants with clearly nothing underneath.
His perfect body was on full display. Felix was certain he was drooling.
“Need some help?” asked Ryder.
“I was going to get a shower, if that’s okay?”
“Of course, baby. I told you to make yourself at home.”
“I know but . . .”
“But what?”
“People say that, but you’re never sure what they mean.”
“Would you have a shower at home?”
“Yes.”
“Then have a shower here.”
Ryder stepped forward, taking up the space with his broad frame.
He wasn’t wearing any cologne, he just smelled of his own unique masculine scent.
It was intoxicating. Felix could feel himself getting hard just being in his presence, and Ryder looked down at his tenting briefs and smirked.
He pressed the buttons quickly, so Felix would never be able to remember them.
The water came from the rainfall shower, and based on the steam coming off, it was instantly hot.
Ryder stepped back and gave that cocky smirk again before leaning back against the doorframe.
“Thank you,” said Felix.
“Hop in, then.”
“Are you going to watch me?”
“Yes . . . unless . . .”
Felix’s breath hitched.
“Would you like me to join you?”
Every bit of moisture in his mouth evaporated at that moment, and he couldn’t even swallow. All he could do was nod like an excited puppy. Ryder stepped forward and pulled off his sweats. That massive dick was like another limb hanging between his legs. Even soft, it had to be seven inches.
“Take them off,” he said in a tone that left no room for objection.
Felix complied, and his hard cock sprang free. Naturally, he gave it a few strokes, but Ryder placed his much larger hand over Felix’s and pulled it away.
“That’s my toy you’re playing with there. In the shower, boy.”
Okay. The boy thing was kinda doing it for him when it was coming from Ryder’s mouth, and the smile from Ryder made it clear he’d picked up on Felix’s reaction.
He stepped into the shower. The water was perfect as it ran over his body, and in seconds he had Ryder behind him, his semi-hard cock pressing into his back.
“Can I take care of you, Felix?”
Felix nodded his head. Speaking was clearly something he couldn’t do anymore.
Ryder reached for the body wash and poured some into his hands.
The scent immediately reminded Felix of Ryder, and the thought of smelling like this man all day made his cock even harder.
He went to give it a squeeze to take the edge off, but his hand was slapped away.
“Mine.”
The commanding tone almost made him orgasm on the spot. Ryder’s large soapy hands caressed Felix’s body. There was a firmness to his touch, yet it felt gentle. There was no other way to describe it.
“Put your hands against the wall.”
Felix felt like his heart was going to hammer out of his chest as he placed his hands on the cool tiles.
The contrast between the warm water and the heat from Ryder’s hands soaping his body was making him breathless.
Ryder reached forward and cleaned his groin, not touching his cock or balls.
It was torture. He felt Ryder drop to his knees, so he swiveled his head.
“Keep looking forward. I just want you to feel.”
He did as he was told. His nerves were on edge.
Ryder’s hands cleaned down his legs. The sensation of his big, smooth hands was making him so desperate for release.
His cock remained untouched, and Ryder was paying lots of attention to his ass—one of those hands could easily cover a cheek.
Ryder’s fingers teased his hole, making his entire body shiver.
He heard the water being caught in Ryder’s hands, as he used them to keep cleaning Felix’s body.
If he ran a finger over his skin right now, it would squeak. He felt that clean.
His cheeks were pulled apart, and his breath hitched as the wet warmth of Ryder’s tongue licked against his entrance.
Pleasure coursed through his body. His dick twitched, and he involuntarily jerked his hips.
Ryder’s chuckle against his hole caused another of wave of pleasure throughout his entire body.
He dug his tongue in further, and Felix relaxed into it.
The man’s tongue was huge as well; everything about him was just big.
He was desperate to touch his cock, but he had an even more desperate need.
“Please . . . Please . . .”
“What do you need, baby?”
“I need you to fuck me.”
Ryder stood up and wrapped his arms around Felix, his rock-hard cock pressing into his back reminding Felix just how big it was. But he’d never wanted anything so badly.
“Please . . . I need it.”
“I’d love nothing more than to fuck your tight hole, but I want to do it in my bed where I can take my time with you. Watch your face as my big cock slides inside you. See it disappear into your hole and take you apart. Would you like that, baby?”
“Yes, yes, yes.”
He’d never been so desperate for anything in his entire life.
Ryder dropped back to his knees and licked Felix’s hole again.
He groaned in frustration at having to wait for the main event, but the pleasurable moan he somehow made at the same time drowned it out.
Ryder probed his hole, opening him up further.
Felix felt like he was going to explode or pass out from pleasure.
After what felt like hours of having his ass eaten, Ryder gripped Felix’s cock and pulled.
“Cum for me, baby.”
It took two seconds before he screamed out his release, not caring if anyone heard him.
He felt ropes and ropes of cum spurt out of his cock.
He couldn’t believe where it had all come from.
His legs felt like jelly, and he wanted to get back in bed, but Ryder had just given him the most intense orgasm of his life.
If he’d taken anything away from his upbringing, it was politeness, so when he turned around and saw Ryder jacking his cock, he dropped to his knees.
“I want it on my face.”
Ryder gave that cocky smirk of his and stood up, jacking himself fast. It was a glorious sight, watching his muscles flex as he worked that enormous dick, the water from the shower cascading over him.
“Put your tongue out.”
Felix obliged and closed his eyes. His other senses kicked in and he could hear Ryder’s breaths becoming more shallow.
He let out the sexiest growl Felix had ever heard, and then he felt the first splash of cum hit his face.
It made him jerk in surprise, but then he put his tongue out further.
He needed another taste. The next shot hit his tongue, and fuck was it delicious!
A few more groans from Ryder as he became less coordinated in his aim, and it hit Felix on the chin, his chest, and his shoulder.
He opened one eye slowly, in case there was any cum on it, but there wasn’t. Ryder was looking down at him, a big smile on his face.
“Look at you down there. A beautiful boy, covered in my cum.”