Page 44 of Scoring Position

But his father wouldn’t believe him anyway, and if this year was going to keep being miserable, Nico should get something good out of it.

Without quite meaning to, he moved his hands lower, until his thumbs slipped into the deep grooves just above Ryan’s ass.

Ryan hissed and gave a full-body shiver, snapping Nico out of his trance. For the first time, he noticed the goose bumps that had broken out on Ryan’s shoulders. The hair on the back of his neck was standing up too.

Nico swallowed, suddenly aware that his heart was pounding.

As if in slow motion, Ryan stood up and turned around. His cheeks and mouth were red, and there was an obvious tent in his shorts.

Somehow Nico found himself standing next to him. He raised his hand and tilted Ryan’s face up toward him. Ryan licked his lips. “If I got this wrong…,” he said.

Ryan surged up and pulled Nico’s head down into a kiss.

Nico made a startled noise and inhaled sharply, giving himself a noseful of Tiger Balm. Shit, he should definitely wash his hands… but he didn’t want to stop. Instead he opened his mouth against Ryan’s and slid his tongue inside as Ryan pulled him backward until they dropped together onto the couch, Nico in Ryan’s lap.

Ryan slid his hands up Nico’s thighs, which made him shudder—or maybe that was the way he’d bitten Nico’s lip. Nico shivered again and ground his body down against Ryan’s cock. They were both hard, and the silky slide of their shorts made it obvious neither of them was wearing underwear.

When Ryan dug his fingers into Nico’s quads, Nico broke away from Ryan’s mouth with a gasp.

“Fuck,” Ryan said, flushed and gorgeous, with his leg hooked around Nico’s ass. He slid his hand down between them until he was palming Nico’s erection. “Can I—?”

Nico bucked into the touch. “Better you than me.” There were some places he just didn’t want Tiger Balm.

With a strangled laugh, Ryan pushed Nico’s shorts down. Then he wriggled his own to his thighs and pulled Nico down into another kiss.

It wasn’t elegant. It wasn’t practiced. It was raw and too dry and too fast… and incredibly fucking good.

Ryan bit his lip and Nico jerked back to suck in a breath. Ryan’s brown eyes were dark, his mouth swollen and wet. He raised his hand to Nico’s face, and his fingers caught on Nico’s lips. Then he pulled him down again, cursing. “Fuck, what—” he said into the kiss. “—what got into you? What—?”

There was no way Nico could explain, even if he were willing to stop thrusting into the cradle of Ryan’s hips to make it happen.

Ryan didn’t wait for an answer anyway. Instead he mouthed across Nico’s jaw to his ear. He scored his teeth over the cartilage, pulled the lobe into his mouth, and laid a wet, sucking kiss over his jugular as Nico’s blood heated. The sensation pooled in his dick. For a moment he imagined Ryan leaving a mark there for anyone to see.

He hauled in a shaky breath. “Ryan….” He looked—hesounded—completely undone, foreign to his own ears.

“Yeah,” Ryan gasped. “So hot.” He slotted his thigh between Nico’s and rolled his hips up, providing the perfect amount of friction. “Rub off on me.” He smoothed his palms down Nico’s body until they settled on his hips. He dug his fingers in,pulled, and—

Nico shuddered and thrust his naked cock against Ryan’s. “Come on. You want something? Show me, then. Take what you need.”

Nico choked out a gasp to the ceiling and squeezed his eyes shut. He rutted against Ryan’s body, sliding their dicks together as he chased his release. They were leaking all over each other now.

“Fuck, yes.” Ryan’s voice was getting tight. “Just like that.” He ran a hand up Nico’s back and into his hair, then used it to pull Nico’s mouth to his. The sting of it made Nico gasp breathily in a way he couldn’t control. His hips stuttered.

“God, you feel—you feel so good,” Ryan breathed into the hot space between them. Nico shuddered at the praise. He was burning up as Ryan gripped his hips, guiding. “Youlookso good.”

Nico’s cock jerked, and he felt Ryan’s give an answering throb. He was so close that he couldn’t do anything but listen and keep thrusting the way Ryan wanted him to.

“Nico—fuck.” He raised his hand to Nico’s face again, and Nico opened his mouth unthinkingly, let Ryan trace fingers over his tongue. Any thought he might have had incinerated in the resulting wave of heat when Ryan groaned. “Fuck, the things I wanna do to you, I want you to come, I want tomakeyou—”

Involuntarily, Nico’s mouth fell open. Ryan’s fingers traced a wet, sticky path behind Nico’s ear, down his neck and back. He watched as Nico shivered.

“Ryan.” He stuttered, as did his hips. “I need—”

“Yes,” Ryan hissed, arching up against him. “Do it, come on, come—comefor me!”

Nico did, gasping, his breath caught high in his throat as he jerked and shuddered. He was still thrusting, cock still spurting, when Ryan stiffened and groaned beneath him, his erection pulsing next to Nico’s.

Fuck.

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