"I never said you were." Alex rolled them off the bunk and onto
the floor where there was more privacy.
Squirming against the man who had taken the brunt of the fall, Ryan
tried to get more comfortable, as he added, "And I don't want no one else
thinking I'm one either."
"It's dark." Alex nipped at Ryan's ear and ran his tongue down
Ryan's neck. "Nobody will know, besides all you have to do is say
no."
"Will you stop then?" His hips arched into his partner's, and his breathing
hitched in his chest.
"No, you don't want me to stop." Rolling them again so that he
was on top, Alex propped himself on his one hand and kissed Ryan deeply,
tongue thrusting between his teeth once before quickly drawing back.
"But if you say no you can later say I forced you, if it ever comes up."
"Oh, it's coming up," Ryan smirked and thrust his still-covered erection
against Alex's.
Alex laughed darkly and said, "I meant if the question comes up, but
I like this much better. Say no."
"Uhhh, no." It was more of a moan than a word.
"Say it like you mean it," whispered Alex, fiercely.
"No! Leave me alone you fucking cocksucker. How's that?"
"Much better. Your resistance is noted, so I guess I'll have to
overpower you now." Scooting down Ryan's body, Alex used his teeth
and Ryan's enthusiastic hip movements to pull his underwear out of the
way, so he could get to the glistening cock inside. Raising his head
to look Ryan in the eye, he whispered, "Hold it for me."
Swallowing convulsively and wrapping his right hand around the stump
of Alex's left arm, Ryan took his cock in his left hand. He slid
his fingers down to circle the base of his cock, holding it away from his
body so Alex could reach it better.
Licking across the head a couple of times, Alex savored the unique flavor
for a moment before taking more of the rigid cock into his mouth, sucking
hard, long strokes from Ryan's fingers up to the tip. When Ryan's
balls crept upward signaling his approaching orgasm, Alex pulled back and
said, "Don't come yet." He rested his head against Ryan's flat belly,
just breathing against his skin. Poking his tongue in Ryan's belly
button, he tasted the salt and teased the fine hairs with quick circular
movements. He lunged up and kissed Ryan again, feeling the tiny indentation
on his lower lip where he'd bitten it to remain silent. Releasing
his mouth, Alex licked over Ryan's stubbled chin, tracing the scar with
his tongue before moving down to the pale neck. Biting into the tender
skin, Alex could feel the Adam's apple bob wildly reminding him not to
leave marks.
Ryan's hand tightened painfully on his cock as he tried to hold it together.
He hadn't had sex in a long time, and at the moment he didn't give a fuck
who was making him feel this way just as long as it didn't end too soon.
The lips tugging at his nipples were driving him crazy, and now Alex was
sucking, drawing the nubs between sharp teeth. Ryan wanted to do
something, but he felt some strange compulsion to leave his hands exactly
where they were. If he let Alex do everything, he wasn't so much
a participant as a victim. Therefore, he remained not a fag.
He told himself he was not a fag when Alex began rubbing his hard cock
against Ryan's hip and Ryan bucked into the movement, providing more pressure.
He repeated it even stronger when Alex took Ryan's cock into his mouth
and sucked until he came explosively down Alex's throat. And Ryan
told himself he was not a fag when Alex bit into his shoulder and shot
warm streams of come onto his belly. And when Alex kissed him deep
and sweet before getting up to clean himself off, Ryan believed it, even
though he kissed back with equal intensity.
Still Straight
by Amy B
"I'm not a fag," Ryan stated firmly, running his hands across Alex's
broad shoulders. "Let's get that straight, right now."
