Chapter Ten
Finn
As soon as the door closed behind us, Ryder grabbed my shirt and kissed me. I had flashes of doing something like that to him the night before. While that was hot, having it done to me was far hotter.
“Fuck, that’s even better sober.” He broke our kiss with a smile.
I was short of breath. “Yeah.”
He kissed me again, then pushed me onto the bed. I landed with a thud, and the air knocked out of my lungs. Ryder stood over me as my erection strained my shorts. I couldn’t remember ever being so hard, or horny, except for maybe the night before. No, even that wasn’t as hot.
Ryder smirked and then took his time removing his shirt.
A line of hair slowly grew up from his shorts.
I had noticed it so many times, but I had never wanted to drag my tongue across it.
Or, maybe I only knew Ryder had a happy trail because I always wanted to lick it.
I didn’t know or care, not in that moment when he tossed the shirt on the floor, causing saliva to pool in my mouth.
He chuckled and ran his hand through his chest hair. “You did this last night. Do you remember what you said?”
“N-no. Not really.” Why was I cold? No… not cold, just shivering, but heat radiated off my face and crotch.
He chuckled again, still touching himself. “You ran your fingers through it like this,” he moved his hand back and forth, “and said you’d always wanted to do that.”
I remembered. Fuck, had I always wanted to do that? Maybe. Maybe in the same way I’d always wanted to run my tongue up, and then down, his… whole fucking body.
“Fucking hell, Ryder.”
His smile grew. “So… do you want to blow me?” He still dragged a hand over his pecs, while the other fell to caress the erection in his shorts.
“Y-yeah. I, uh, do.”
“Then c’mere.”
Why he pushed me down just to tell me to get back off the bed, I didn’t know, or care. I scrambled to my feet and faced him. Ryder placed his hand on my hard cock, then kissed me with his smiling lips. “You have to get down to go down.”
“Oh, uh, right,” I said with a breathy and still awkward chuckle, then knelt down.
What a fucking trippy sight, looking up at a smiling Ryder, his erection pulsing through the thin fabric of his bathing suit. I just wished I knew what the fuck to do next.
“You have to take it out…” Ryder’s smile broadened, but he stopped short of chuckling.
My hands shook as I untied his bathing suit. The tremors got worse when I hooked my fingers into his waistband and looked up. Ryder’s face was unchanged, amused and aroused. He nodded. I gulped, then pulled.
Ryder’s cock bounced out, fully hard, and entirely world-shattering. It was beautiful. Amazing. I couldn’t believe I was describing a guy’s dick that way, but it was the truth. Long and thick. Thicker than mine. And his huge balls hung low from the Florida heat. I had to swallow or risk drooling.
If it was trippy before, staring at a hard cock inches from my face was insane.
My heart pounded and my ears burned. I was face-first with a man’s penis for the first time in my life.
Not just any man, or any cock, but Ryder’s.
The guy I had looked up to most of my life.
I was really looking up to him down there on my knees, making eye contact past his throbbing, leaking manhood.
“Go on and grab it.” Ryder failed to keep the amusement from his voice. “It’s not gonna bite you, so don’t bite it back.”
I took hold of him, and he groaned above me. “Yeah, man. Give it a little stroke first. Pretend it’s yours.”
We kept eye contact as I stroked him up and down before I focused on what I was doing. I had Ryder’s cock in my hand. The head turned purple, and a small bead of precum formed at the tip. My body buzzed. It was the craziest, best thing I’d ever done.
“You like it?” Ryder asked.
I nodded. “Yeah. Big.”
He laughed. “Good. I think he likes you, too.”
I didn’t know what the fuck I was doing, but it was amazing. I would’ve spent the rest of the trip kneeling there playing with Ryder’s enormous cock if I could.
“Play with my balls a little,” he said, and I did.
I gathered his nuts in my other hand and rolled them around in my palm. He’d shaved them smooth, and the skin was so soft and loose. I had the urge to slurp them into my mouth, but refrained.
As hot as jerking Ryder off was, I’d jerked my own dick countless times in my life. I liked my balls licked and played with, but when I was jacking off, I kinda ignored them. Of course, I held them while watching TV alone at my place, but that was comfort, not sex.
Playing with Ryder’s big nuts was exceptionally sexual. And so fucking hot it was getting hard to focus on jerking him.
A bead of precum rolled down the back of my hand. Ryder groaned. “Okay, wanna try putting it in your mouth?”
“Yeah. Yeah, I do.”
“Great, he wants to go in your mouth, too.” He smiled. “Maybe… First, wanna give it a taste? Just to see if you like it?”
My eyes bugged. Putting a cock in my mouth felt less extreme than licking it to taste him. But I stuck my tongue out and sampled the tip. It was sweet and salty and, honestly, wonderful.
His smile was lazy. “You like it?”
“Yeah.” I stared at him.
“Good. It’s gonna taste like that until it just tastes like skin. Ready?” I nodded. “Okay, open your mouth and swirl your tongue around the head, but make sure to tuck your lips over your teeth.”
I took his instruction to heart, and that was how a man’s cock entered my mouth for the first time. I was wrong, licking it was intense, but having his cockhead in my mouth was much more.
“Fuck yeah, man. That feels great.”
His praise went right to my cock. I wanted much more of it.
“Okay, go a little deeper. Let it go as far back as you can, but stop once you feel like you’re gonna gag.”
I moved my entire head forward, descending on his cock. My lips wrapped around my teeth, and he barely touched my tongue. Once it hit the back of my throat, I stopped.
“Great. Okay, now wrap your lips around it and go back, but be really mindful of your teeth.”
I’d gotten blow jobs before and knew how they worked.
I also had a dick and knew how one of them worked, too.
I wasn’t sure why he was giving me a tutorial on oral sex, but I loved it.
Maybe he knew I was so horny and overwhelmed that I needed the lesson?
Or maybe he just got off on it. Both were true for me. I enjoyed being told what to do by him.
“Mmm, that feels fantastic,” he said. “Now go back down, but this time flick the tip of your tongue on the bottom of my cockhead—fuck. Yeah, just like that.”
I bobbed on his cock a few times, trying to keep everything in my head at once. So much so that the reality of what I was doing, and to whom, almost escaped me. It didn’t, but almost.
Ryder threaded his fingers through my hair with a deep moan. “You’re doing really great, Finn. Wanna go a little faster?”
My pace picked up, and so did his moans and encouragements.
“Fuck, that’s it… Just like that… Fuck yeah.”
I got ahead of myself and went too deep, too fast, and gagged, but didn’t take his cock out of my mouth.
He said, “Jerk me off at the same time, then your fist will stop it from going too far down.”
My eyes popped open, staring at his dense pubes. That made so much sense. I never realized that’s why girls did that.
I jerked and sucked him, allowing me to control the amount of cock I took in, and how much my tongue could play with the head. Fucking genius.
“Mmmm fuck, Finn.” He broke me out of my concentration, causing me to look up. “You’re really sucking cock now. Doing amazing for your first time.”
That made me smile with my mouth full and blush. I really liked getting praise from him.
“Last trick, play with my balls while you’re doing everything else.”
He didn’t have to tell me twice. I closed my eyes after taking hold of his nuts and fell into it.
Sucking Ryder’s cock was almost meditative.
He tasted sweet and salty, but he was right.
Eventually, it just tasted like licking his arm.
He smelled of chlorine, and something earthy, and deeply masculine.
His cock was so hard, filling all the available space in my mouth, yet soft and squishy on my tongue.
I loved it. Everything about it. Back and forth and up and down was, for me, close to heaven.
“Finn.” Ryder’s voice was gentle, with an edge. He pushed me back. “Stop, c’mere.” He held his hand out.
I took it and stood, not understanding why I was no longer blowing him. “Did I do something wrong?”
Ryder snaked his hand around the back of my head. “No. You were getting me close, and I don’t want to come yet.” His tongue parted my lips and found mine.
We made out for a while, his hands all over me, and mine all over him.
His exposed cock pressed against my clothed one.
After a while, he took my shirt off and kissed down my neck and chest. It gave me flashbacks to the night before, and I was scared I’d come in my shorts.
Thankfully, I wasn’t wearing them for much longer.
Ryder fell to his knees and stripped me nude, then sat me down on the bed. He looked up at me from between my legs and said, “I don’t know how much of last night you remember, but I want to give you a second showing.”
And he did. Jesus fucking Christ, I had thought I remembered most of the night before, but I didn’t. Not the way he sucked the very soul out of my cock.
Ryder went as far down as he could, gagging on it. He grabbed my balls and pulled while reaching up to give my nipple a pinch. The triple assault of sensation overloaded me, and I hollered, “FUCK!”
That only spurred him on, turning Ryder into a cock sucking monster. All I could do was endure the intense pleasure by holding onto his rapidly bobbing head.
“Fucking, Jesus, fucking, FUCK, Ryder!”