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.He could see when he dreamed. I am. Ry pulled one of his fingers in, the suction goingstraight to his balls. You are& His ass left the bed.His prick slid along Ry schest, hit his chin. Ryan. Oh, fuck.He was close. You want me, DJ? Ry licked the tip of his cock. More than I ve ever wanted anything. Ryan kissed his belly. Where s your stuff? There s slick in the drawer in the headboard.Rubbers are inthe bathroom. He hoped.Ryan gave him a short, hard kiss. Back in a second. He pulled the comforter back, the fresh sheets.Were they doingthis? Really?Ryan was there a moment later, stepping up against his back.All he could do was moan, arch into the heat. Can t wait to feel you inside me, Danny. Only Ryan had evercalled him that.Ever. Are you going to ride me? The idea of burying himself inRyan s ass made him need to tug his balls. You know it.Gonna make you come inside me. Ry pushedhim down onto the bed, dropped down next to him.He settled on his back, thighs spreading, his cock slapping hisbelly.Ry shifted and the next thing he knew his prick wasswallowed up, Ry s head bobbing a couple of times before comingoff again with a wet sounding pop.Then Ry put slick on DJ s fingers.His eyes searched thedarkness, the need to see Ryan instinctive.Ryan straddled his waist and drew his fingers down, placedthem against Ry s crack. Get me ready, Danny.Please. No one s called me Danny since you. 53 WALLFLOWERS Good.That s ours. He slid his fingers down, fingertips sliding around that tighthole. Ours. Uh-huh.Come on, I want to feel you. Ry pushed against hisfingers.His fingertips pushed in, spreading, surrounded by heat. Oh fuck! Ry groaned, so tight around his fingers. Baby.Baby, you re squeezing me.You re going to be tightaround my cock. Ry s answer was a moan, hands landing on his chest.His fingers went deep and he curled them in the muscledchannel, searching for Ryan s gland. Fuck! Bingo! DJ kept working it, focusing on nothing but touchingand stroking, over and over. Oh, God.Oh, fuck. Ry kept vocalizing, moving with him. Shit, you re going to make me shoot if you re not careful. Wait for me.Waittil I m in you.I need you. His fucking balls ached, his cockleaking.Ry rose up, letting his fingers go, and a condom was smootheddown over his cock by Ry s trembling fingers. Please, baby. His balls drew up tight, aching.Ry grabbed hold of his cock again, pressed it against that tighthole. In me, Danny.In me. Hands flailing for a moment, DJ searched for a place for themto land, to settle.Grabbing his hands, Ry put one on his hip, theother one on the man s hot prick. So hard for me. His hips rolled up.A low, needy moan sounded, Ryan taking him all in.Oh, fuck.54 WALLFLOWERSHot.Tight.For a second DJ couldn t even breathe. Danny.Danny.Oh, God.Oh, God. Ryan sounded desperate.His shoulders left the mattress, bucked up, pushing deep.Crying out, Ryan came down hard on him.Shit, yes.They found arestless, awkward rhythm, the mattress soft underneath him.Hejacked that sweet cock, pulling more moans, more shudders out ofRyan.Bending forward, Ry brought their mouths together, the kisswet and sloppy and perfect.He worked the tip of Ry s cock, hisown need so close to the surface that he couldn t bear it muchlonger.Ry pulled up and started bouncing on him, little movementsthat matched the sounds Ryan made. Soon.Soon, baby. He couldn t hold on. Yeah.Please.Oh, God. Ryan slammed down on him onemore time, and come sprayed out of him.DJ sobbed, head tossing as he bucked up, drove into Ryan sperfect body.The ripples drew up, all around his cock, pulling hiscome out of him.Ryan collapsed down onto him, breath panting over his neck. Danny.Love.Fuck. Uh-huh. Also, wow.They panted together for awhile, and then Ryan shifted, slidingoff him and getting rid of the condom from around his prick. I& Have you eaten, baby? Are you hungry? countered Ryan. We could order Chineseor Italian or something. I d love that.I have Mama Lu s on speed dial. Perfect.I don t care what you order for mains, as long asthere s tiramisu for dessert. 55 WALLFLOWERS I ll see what Kim says. He sat up, reached for his phone, andpressed one.* * *Something wet was licking his face.Wet and cold-nosed.Ryangroaned and batted at his own face, connecting with a furrymuzzle.What the Oh.Right.Walter.He was at DJ s.In fact, hewas in bed with DJ
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