You Deserve to Have It Be Perfect （16）

Both of them already having showered at Pegula after practice, Ryker and JT had waited until they'd left the arena, then held hands for the entire walk home and up the stairs to the door of their room. When they'd walked past a few of their floormates, JT tried to pull his hand away, but Ryker squeezed it, keeping it there and letting him know he didn't want him to.

And truth be told, Ryker didn't ever want to let it go.

He wasn't sure how he'd gotten so lucky to end up with this beautiful young man as his roommate, teammate, and now boyfriend, but it was nothing short of a miracle, one that caused Ryker to pinch himself every day to make sure it was real.

He'd always been an outcast of sorts. Sure, he'd had friends from playing hockey in high school. And yeah, his good looks and killer body had attracted the attention of quite a few girls, but Ryker McCreery really did live up to his nickname.

He was , in fact, a nerd.

Ryker never fit the typical hockey player stereotype. He ran circles around his peers intellectually, he was painfully shy around girls, to the point of almost not being able to talk to them, he wasn't a big partier, he didn't smoke weed, and he didn't sleep around. The last one was mostly due to his insecurity about being uncircumcised, after a few girls had made off-color comments.

Well, that, and the whole actually-being-attracted-to-guys thing.

He knew he was gay.

He felt it for as long as he could remember; he just figured if he ignored it, maybe it'd go away and he could avoid giving the world one more reason to cast him aside.

No luck.

Despite having kept his secret mostly a secret, with the exception of his older sister Raeann, who'd sniffed it out immediately, there was one other person who knew it, too.

"So, is there anyone…special?" his mom would ask periodically when they'd sit down for dinner, or when in the car going to practice. She never admitted it, but she was always careful not to specifically ask about girls.

"Yeah, seriously Ryk. Shouldn't you be bringing girls home by now? What the hell you waiting for?" his dad would tease, and Ryker would shoot his sister a dejected look. And Ryker knew that's all it was: teasing. He just…never really knew for sure wh at his dad would say if he told him.

His mom? No worries.

His dad? It'd always been in the back of Ryker's mind that there was a chance he'd be disappointed by having a gay son.

Despite that nagging feeling, he'd intended to come out to them…someday. Unfortunately, when he was 15, he learned that day would never happen. The anguish of watching his dad's mental state crumble following his mom's fatal heart attack had given Ryker a purpose: to be there for him, to protect him, to comfort him, especially since Raeann was away at college and it was just the two of them now. All that other stuff got lost in the shuffle, crammed down into some dark, unknown place where it remained for a long time.

Fast forward to freshman year of college: Jacob Tyler DiMara had waltzed into his life with both middle fingers in the air, shined a light directly into that place, and ripped all that stuff right back up to the surface.

He was certain he loved JT, that this wasn't some experiment or fling. And he knew it seemed crazy, seeing as he was only 18 and had never even dated a guy before, but that couldn't have mattered less to him.

When he looked at JT, he saw not only his present.

He saw his future.

He saw his home .

And as much as he loved Audrey, and as happy as he was that JT could experience someone else who cared deeply for him after having been through such devastating losses, there was still a part of him that hoped that's what JT saw in him, too.

Once inside the room, Ryker locked the door and they both put their bags down, JT tossing it haphazardly onto the floor and Ryker hanging it neatly on the hook next to his closet. Within seconds, JT had buried his hands in Ryker's damp hair and the two were attacking each other's mouths wildly. JT backed his teammate up until his knees hit the mattress, then climbed onto his lap, breaking the kiss only so he could reach down and rip Ryker's shirt up over his head.

Chaotic fingers exploring every inch of each other's bodies, JT finally slid his hands up to Ryker's cheeks and held his face steady in front of his own. "How do you wanna do this?"

"I…what do you mean?" Ryker asked nervously.

"I mean, this is your first time, right?"

"Yeah."

"You deserve to have it be perfect. I wanna make it perfect for you. Tell me how to do that."

"It's with you. It's already perfect."

JT leaned in and gently pulled Ryker's bottom lip between his teeth. "Way to melt my fucking cold, dead heart, Nerd." Ryker's hands wandered to JT's ass and pulled his hips forward, inviting him to begin grinding in his lap. "I want you inside me so fucking bad."

"I kinda thought, um, maybe you would…you know, be the one…inside me ," Ryker told him shyly, as JT got up from his lap and went over to the top drawer of his dresser. He grabbed a bottle of lube and two condoms before heading back over to where his roommate had removed his pants and boxers and was seated with his legs spread, sporting a raging hard-on.

"So, here's the thing," JT began, pulling off his shirt, followed by his pants and briefs. "There's some, uh, prep involved in that. Hence," he said, reaching behind him, removing the plug, and showing it to him, "this. Don't get me wrong. The more you do it, the less prep you need. I just haven't, like, taken a cock in a while, so I figured I would get ready for you. Plus, you're pretty big. Bigger than I've ever taken before."

He set the plug down, opened the condom, and moved in front of Ryker, gripping the base of his dick in one hand and rolling the condom onto it with the other. Ryker moaned and shuddered at the feeling of knowing what was about to happen. "I want you on top," he finally said, as JT swung a leg over him and repositioned himself in his lap. "I want you to ride me."

"I am not gonna argue with that."

Ryker watched, hands gripping JT's hips, his mouth hanging open in anticipation as JT squeezed a good amount of lube into his hand. He reached around to his ass, spreading it onto himself first before using the rest to coat Ryker's sheathed cock. "Fuck, Banner."

"That's the plan, baby," JT teased, resting his arms on his teammate's shoulders to steady himself. He lifted his hips. "So, yeah. Grab your cock and line it up with my hole," JT instructed, and Ryker did what he was told. "Yeah, there you go. Just like that." JT winced a little as he slowly settled onto his roommate's length, allowing his body to fully adjust. "Shit. You're so big, baby."

"Oh, fuck," Ryker whimpered, JT fully seated onto him. He grabbed his ass with both hands and stared into JT's eyes as he began rocking his hips slowly in Ryker's lap, then picked up the pace and started bouncing on his cock. "JT. Fuck."

"Does that feel good, baby?" JT moaned, their eyes locked, Ryker only moving them down to catch a glimpse of his teammate's hard cock slapping against his stomach with every movement. "Am I fucking you good?"

"So good. So…fucking good." Ryker began thrusting his hips up into JT's ass with every downward movement, getting them into a rhythm that had the bed frame repeatedly sm ashing against the wall.

"You're hitting my spot so good with that big cock. You're so good at this, baby. You sure you've never done this before? I'm gonna cum for you."

Ryker, feeling himself nearing the edge of his orgasm after only a few moments, stood up and flipped JT onto his back on the mattress while remaining inside him. He reached down to JT's ankles and lifted them to his shoulders, holding onto them as he folded his roommate up and fucked into his tight ass. "Fuck, you feel good," Ryker moaned, switching between squeezing his eyes shut and watching his cock repeatedly disappear inside JT's hole. "I'm not…gonna last much longer. I can't."

"You don't have to, baby. This is all about you. Let it go," JT coaxed, grabbing his own dick and jerking it wildly. "Fuck, I'm gonna go, too. Empty yourself inside me…ugh, shit," JT whimpered, his own orgasm hitting as his ass spasmed around his roommate's thick cock. "You feel that, baby? You did that. Oh, shit. I'm coming so hard from that big fat cock of yours."

"Fuck," Ryker groaned, speeding up frantically for the last few thrusts before he stopped and came inside JT's ass while watching him erupt all over his own chest. "I love you so much," he whispered, finishing up the last few pulses, then collapsed forward onto JT, whose legs dropped from Ryker's shoulders, then wrapped around his lower back.

"I love you, too," JT said, kissing the side of Ryker's face as he ran his hands all over his upper back. "And I really love that cock of yours. You were straight up smashing my spot like I've never felt before."

Ryker stood up, smirking at the cum that was now smooshed onto his chest as well. "We made a mess." He grabbed the condom, carefully removed it and tied it off, bringing it to the trash can. Grabbing a towel from the bathroom, he wiped himself off, then brought it to JT so he could do the same. "So, that's a real thing, then?"

"What's that?" JT asked, tossing the soiled towel onto the floor and sitting up.

"Guys have a spot inside them that makes them cum?"

"Oh, fuck yeah, we do," JT replied, Ryker sitting next to him on the bed. "And it's amazing. You've never, like, played around in your ass before while jerking off?"

Ryker blushed. "I mean, a little. I guess I, uh, never found it, though."

JT dragged a hand across Ryker's chest, palmed it, then lightly pushed him back onto the bed. "Lay down, OK?" he instructed softly.

"What are you…" Ryker began, but JT shushed him, moving to the floor onto his knees between Ryker's legs. He lifted his thighs onto his shoulders, then reached his hands to his roommate's ass, spreading his cheeks apart and rubbing his thumb in circles around his opening. "Oh, fuck, JT."

JT went in, poking his tongue around lightly and teasing him, before flattening it against his hole and licking in long, slow strokes. He did this, getting off on Ryker's little moans, until both of their cocks had gotten hard again, at which point he reached for the bottle of lube and pulled his mouth away from Ryker's ass.

"Don't stop, baby. It feels so good. Please," Ryker pleaded, watching JT coat his fingers with the liquid.

"I'm gonna bring fucking tears to those beautiful eyes right now, OK? Can you relax for me, baby?" JT asked, as he pressed a finger against Ryker's entrance.

He nodded wildly, moaning as JT slipped one digit inside and allowed his body to adjust to it before curling it and wiggling it back and forth. Ryker's cock twitched from the pleasurable feeling of JT pegging his prostate.

"Feel good?" JT asked, continuing to massage his gland.

"More," Ryker choked out, reaching for his dick and squeezing it. "I need more."

JT smirked, slipping a second finger inside to join the other one, Ryker's hips bucking wildly against the mattress. "That better?"

Ryker quickly sat up, placing his ass on top of JT's hand and began riding his fingers while he jerked himself off.

"Oh, you're a slut for it, huh?" JT asked, leaning in and kissing the inside of his roommate's thighs while he continued to finger his ass.

"Fuck me, JT," Ryker moaned.

"Are you sure, baby? I can get you off like this."

"Put that other fucking condom on and get your cock inside my ass."

JT stood, doing as his roommate instructed, and slathered lube all over himself and his hand. Ryker moved back onto the bed face up, spreading his legs and allowing JT to coat his hole with lube. Ryker motioned with his finger for JT to get on top of him. "Listen, Nerd. This is gonna be intense, OK? I'm gonna walk you through every step, but if you're uncomfortable, let me know and I'll stop. I just wanna make you feel good, baby."

Ryker nodded as JT lined himself up and pushed partly inside, watching Ryker's face intently to make sure there was no issue before he pushed in a little further. When he was fully seated inside, he looked down at his teammate. "I'm good. Please, JT."

JT tangled his hands up in Ryker's hair, using it to steady himself as he began slowly fucking into his warm, tight hole. He gradually increased his pace, never taking his eyes off Ryker's face the entire time. In a matter of seconds, he was straight up porno fucking his roommate, the sounds of the bed creaking loudly, the frame hitting the wall, and both of their loud moaning filling the small room. Despite the intensity of his thrusts, he made sure to watch for any sign that Ryker wasn't comfortable.

But there were none.

The kid was made to take a cock.

Ryker reached a hand to his dick, but JT swatted it away, causing him to protest. "Come on, I'm so close," he whined.

"Then let my cock do the work, OK? You feel it, don't you, how it tingles, like you're gonna explode any minute, harder than you've ever cum before?"

He nodded, tears filling his eyes and spilling over onto his cheeks as JT's dick nailed his prostate repeatedly. "Yes. JT…JT…yes, fuck."

"Let it go, baby. Cum for me. Cum all over my cock and make me lose it again inside your tight ass."

No sooner than those words left his lips, Ryker nutted all over his chest, his hole clenching around JT's dick while he continued to fuck him through the most intense orgasm of his life. A few moments later, JT was coming, too, the sight of Ryker's chest covered in his huge load sending him right over the edge. "Oh, my God," JT groaned, letting himself fall onto the mattress next to Ryker as they both lay there panting and covered in sweat. "Where the fuck have you been all my life, Nerd?"

Ryker smiled shyly. "That felt really good."

"I could tell. You took me so good, baby." JT propped himself up on one elbow, turning toward Ryker and trailed his fingers through the mess on his chest before bringing them up to his own lips and sucking them. Ryker watched intently, then wrapped his hands around the back of JT's head and pulled him down.

"I love you, JT," Ryker told him, as JT closed the gap between their lips and the two kissed slowly for a bit, ending with JT nuzzling his face into Ryker's neck. "You're one of the best things that ever happened to me."

"Samesies," JT replied quietly, as he settled into Ryker's arms wrapping around his back and squeezing. "What just happened was amazing, but you know what my favorite part of tonight was?"

"What's that?" Ryker asked.

"Holding hands with you on the walk back from Pegula and the way you didn't pull away from me in the hallway when people walked by us. It made me feel like you're, you know, proud to be with me."

"That's because I am," Ryker said immediately. "I'm not all the way out yet, but I'm getting there, and it's all thanks to you. You…I can be my true self around you, JT. That's huge. I'm not ashamed of me when I'm with you." He heard his roommate sniffling, then continued. "I know you have your heart set on playing hockey, but watching you with Audrey over these past few months, then with Carter the other night? You know how to help people. I don't know if you realize it, but it's…I think it's your calling. I really do, baby."

"It's funny you mention that," JT said, wiping his eyes. "Because I've kinda started to figure that out. And, as much as I like hockey, I don't…really think it's what I'm meant for anymore."