Page 56 of Lost Boy
“You’re kinda forceful when you’re wasted,” he pulls back to tell me, giving my ass a firm squeeze.
“And you’ve been kinda pushy too. So what?”
Ryder chuckles at that. “True. Guess I’ll take off your underwear now.”
I moan, excited to get what I want. He lowers my leg and rolls me to my back, peeling my underwear off and pausing to watch my dick bounce free.
He hasn’t put his mouth on me yet, but I can see the desire in his eyes. Ryder leans forward and swipes his tongue across my sensitive head, collecting the pre-cum oozing from my slit.
Oh fuck, I’ve never had anyone’s mouth on me before.
“You haven’t?” he asks before swirling his tongue from root to tip, causing my hips to jolt.
I said that out loud, and I don’t even care. I shake my head frantically. “More.”
He peels my underwear the rest of the way down my legs, and I help kick them off.
“Leave your legs bent. I’ll be right back.”
I keep my feet flat on the bed, completely naked, my ass somewhat vulnerable, and my dick rock hard.
Ryder comes back from the en-suite with a little bottle in his hand, and the confusion must show on my face.
“Lube,” he says, answering my unspoken question. “You wantedmore, right?”
I swallow thickly but nod. I do want more. I want to know how it feels.If I like it.
He tosses the bottle to the bed next to us and kneels between my legs as best as his big body can manage. He licks my cock slowly before swallowing me down in one go.
I cry out, and my hands instantly grasp his curls and keep his head pressed between my legs. Where he belongs.Fuck, where he belongs. With my feet flat on the bed, something takes over as I thrust a steady rhythm into his open mouth, practically fucking his face.
Ryder pulls back, choking and gasping for air. “Shit, Blue,” he chuckles. “That was fucking hot.”
I chew on my lip ring, nodding eagerly. I’m lost for words again but ready to let the sensations take over.
Ryder begins sucking me at his own pace, and I slowly rock my hips with him, closing my eyes and enjoying the new feelings and the easy pace.
Shit, this is good.
I grab his hair again as tingles race down my spine, and my balls draw up. I’m on the verge of coming when Ryder pulls away with apop, squeezing the base of my cock hard so I don’t accidentally nut with a weak, half-assed jizz when he’s not even sucking me.
“Nooo. Ry, whaa—?”
“Shh,” he cuts me off. “I gotchu. It’s gonna feel so good, okay? Just trust me. I’ll take care of you. Promise.”
I nod again, ignoring the near-painful pulse in my cock as I’m denied release. I keep my eyes squeezed shut, just wanting to feel something for once and allowing myself to.
Ryder scoots forward on the bed until his knees press against me. He scoops under my ass and sets me on his lap, my hips angled and my knees still bent. He pushes them back even further.
“Hold them.”
I grip under my knees and pull back, groaning when I expose myself even further to him.
I hear a bottle click open, and then a cool, slick finger traces my crease, circles my hole, and teases my taint. My breathing picks up, and I moan long and loud.
Oh fuck, that feels amazing.
“Relax for me, Blue. Take a deep breath, okay?” I listen on instinct, my chest rising. “Now let it go.” As I release my deep breath, the extra oxygen relaxes me further, and Ryder slips the tip of his finger into my ass. I feel myself tense up at the unfamiliar intrusion.
