Page 59 of More Than a Spark

“But I got it.” As his cheeks pinked, he looked at me from under his brows. “Got to feel you up a little, too, as I remember.”

I dropped my jaw open. “Did you like feeling me up back then?” He didn’t even know he liked guys at that time, did he? Was there something he hadn’t told me?

Ryder glanced at Gabe, then focused on me. “I didn’t hate it.” He faced me. “It never bothered me to touch you. It was like knowing you were gay gave me some unspoken opening to touch you more than I would other guys.” He shrugged, then looked at Jeremy.

“I was never close to a gay man before Gabe, so I don’t have anything to compare that to.” He ticked his brows.

“Huh…anyways.” I grabbed Ryder’s hand. “We’re going to my room now to be alone.” I waggled my brows at Gabe.

“Oh, okay.” Gabe took Jeremy by the elbow and led him toward the couch. “Time to turn the sound up on the television.” He chuckled.

I guided Ryder through the hallway and into my room, my shorts growing tight. It was time to show him how much fun anal could be.

SIXTEEN

RYDER

Iwatched Milo close his bedroom door by the soft light of his nightstand lamps. My gaze fell to crotch of his shorts, a clear bulge showing. What sort of underwear was he wearing tonight? I’d thought about it a million times at dinner and in the movie theater.

He stepped to me with a wicked glint in his eye, then brushed his finger pads up and down my bare arms, leaving a heated tickle. “Ryder, what do you want first?”

“Can you strip for me? I want to see you in your underwear.” Warmth bloomed up my neck. God, why did that turn me on so much?

“Of course. Go lie down on my bed and I’ll give you a little show.” He raised the corner of his mouth, then flicked his tongue over his lower lip.

My cock pulsed and lengthened in my shorts. “I’ll uh, just get undressed real quick first.” No point in being uncomfortable.

Nodding, he swayed slowly, sucking on his index finger, his gaze locked on me.

I threw my shirt off over my head, then dropped my shorts and boxer briefs to the floor, my dick standing hard and tall, then I climbed up onto the bed, lying against the pillows at the headboard and tucking my hands up behind my head. “Okay.”

Focusing on me, Milo palmed the bulge in his shorts and moaned. “Fuck Ryder, you make me so hot.” Rubbing himself, he stepped to the edge of the bed, then unfastened his shorts, and lowered them to his thighs. His hard cock stretched the thin blue lace of his panties and pointed up to his hipbone.

“Fuck yeah.” I lowered a hand to my dick and placed a lazy stroke over it. “Touch it, Milo.”

He cupped his own balls and skimmed his hand up and down his shaft through the thin fabric, his eyelids hooding. Soft whimpers freed from his throat. “Feels good, Ryder.”

“Yeah?” As a shudder swept up my spine, I arched off the bed and halted the stroking on my dick. I had to slow this down, but I didn’t want to. “Fuck…”

Biting his lower lip, he teased his nipple through his shirt and groaned. His dick twitched in the panties and a bead of precum leaked through the lace.

The edge of release surged over me, and I squeezed the end of my cock. “Damn it, Milo, you almost made me come.”

A mischievous smile crept over his lips. “Yeah?” He shucked his shorts off and kicked them away, then shimmied his shirt off and tossed it. “Guess the strip tease is over?” With a sexy giggle, he climbed over me and lay down, the wet tip of his dick pressing into my hip. “Kiss me.”

“I’ll do more than kiss you.” With a growl, I rolled him over, slapping my hands to his ass and claimed his mouth in hungry kisses. Rutting against him, I nibbled down his neck and bit at the soft flesh of his earlobe.

He gasped and moaned. “Oh, fuck, Ryder, take me.” Wrapping a leg around mine, he thrust against me.

Was he serious? Did he want me to fuck him? I lifted my head and gazed deeply into his green eyes, brushing his bangs off his forehead. “Milo, do you want me to, um…”

His gaze darted between my eyes. “Yeah, I think I do. I know tonight was supposed to be about you and…you know, but I want to go bareback with you.”

A slight grin tugged at my lips. This was sort of in my wheelhouse. Wait…“Have you ever gone bareback?”

“No.” He shook his head. “Never. You’d be my first.” He took a hard swallow.

My heart swelled with emotion.I love you. I really love you. I pressed a long kiss to his lips. “I’d love to be your first.” My grin widened. “And you’ll bemyfirst.”

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