Ryder

Chapter 6

It's Saturday night, I'm at the front of Lee's building, and my palms are sweating. I've never been on a date before. I've never wanted to.

I take a deep breath and shake my hands out, rolling my shoulders. I turn back and press the buzzer. The door clicks open, and I walk in. I'm just about to walk into the building when the door swings open. Lee steps out.

"Hey, handsome." He grins at me, and I can't help but grin back.

He steps forward, fisting my shirt and dragging me into him. He slams his lips to mine and wraps his arms around my neck, pulling me in tighter. I wrap my arms around him, engulfing him with my body. He whimpers in my grasp, and I kiss him harder.

"Fuck." I groan, pulling back, grabbing his hand, and pulling him out of the door.

He chuckles. "Hey, wait. I need to lock up."

"Well, hurry up as I'm struggling to want to leave, and I feel like if I stay, I will jump you, and I want to take you out, so let's go before I can't override my goddamn hormones any longer."

He laughs as I pull him down the stairs. When we get outside, I sigh a breath, and Lee steps in front of me and rests his hand on my racing heart. "Hey, you okay?" He frowns and cups my face with his other hand.

I nod. "I just missed you and… I got overwhelmed?"

He smiles up at me. "You missed me?"

I smile and step into him, caging him against the wall. "Yeah, I missed you. I can't stop thinking about you. You're all I've been able to think about."

He slides his hands into my hair. "I missed you too." He tiptoes up and presses his lips against mine, taking my bottom lip into his mouth and sucking at it, nipping it and rolling his tongue against mine. I sag against him as I pin him against the wall. "Let's go back upstairs."

"I wanted to take you out. I wanted to do this properly." I pout.

"Handsome… I need you now, I can't wait any longer, please? You can take me out next time."

He slides his hand back and cups my face, and I close my eyes and try to just breathe. When I open my eyes, his sparkling blue ones are twinkling at me, and at that moment, I know I will give him the world. He takes my hand and starts to lead me back upstairs. I pull back before sighing. "I haven't, I've never…"

He turns to face me, "You've never been with a guy? That's okay."

"No, fuck no, you thought I was a virgin?" I laugh. "I've been with guys, quite a few. I've just never… hung around after sex." I wince.

"Are you fucking kidding me?" He lets go of my hand and takes a few steps back towards me. "How can you look like that and not be snapped up by someone?" he whispers. Shaking his head, he steps down one more step till we're eye to eye. "Are you ready? You don't have to be. We can go out, we can take this slow, whatever you're comfortable with, okay?"

He places a tender kiss against my lips, and the look he gives me is pathetic, almost like he feels sorry for me. Like I'm too innocent. He's treating me like I'm a fucking virgin when I'm basically a whore. I think he's got the wrong idea about my lack of experience. I'm definitely not inexperienced, and I'm definitely not innocent, and although this is all new to me, it doesn't mean I'm clueless. I pull back from his kiss. I bend down and toss him onto my shoulder, slap his arse, and start heading up the stairs.

"Jesus, Ryder, put me down!" He laughs. "Ryder!" He giggles as I jog to his door.

"Now open the door, dickhead, and stop looking at me like I have no game."

He laughs. "Put me down so I can open the door, you Neanderthal."

"Never! Now open the goddamn door." I laugh and spin him around.

He fumbles for the keys before opening the door. I shove in and kick it shut behind us. He already has the bed made up.

I laugh. "Rather presumptuous of you."

I walk him over and toss him down on the bed, and he bounces up off the mattress. I don't think I've ever fucked in a bed. I slide my body over his and grab his hands, pinning them above his head. I kiss him like I might die if I don't, as right this second, I think that's what will happen.

As I break for breath, I kneel up and look down at Lee. He still has bruising on his face. The cuts are scabbed over, and the one on his lip has opened back up again. I look down at him. He's beautiful.

I take my jacket off and toss it to the side. I reach behind my neck, grip my t-shirt, and rip it over my head, tossing that with my jacket. I unbuckle my belt and slowly pop each button open on my jeans. I tug them down on my hips before pushing off the bed and removing the rest of my clothes, laying them over the arm of the sofa bed, standing there fully naked in front of Lee and fully hard. He lets out a shaky breath. "Shit," he whispers.

"Shit?" I question as I look down at myself. Looking back at him in confusion.

He sits up and sighs before removing his shirt, undoing the cuffs first and then undoing every button. I can't take my eyes off him. When he removes his shirt, I see his whole torso is still really bruised. My gaze softens.

"Don't look at me like that." He winces. "I'm fine."

"We don't have to do anything. I'm sorry, but I shouldn't have thrown you over my shoulder. I wasn't thinking. I just…"

He lays back and unzips his jeans, sliding them down. I grab his trainers and pull them off, tossing them over my shoulder, and he laughs. I pull his jeans and socks off and lob them over my other shoulder. He laughs again as I reach and slide his boxers down and off. I stand back up and take him in. He's slim but toned; his pale skin shows every bruise and mark, and I want to leave my own on him. I crawl up the bed towards him, and he bites his lip.

I slide my body beside him and lay on my side. He shuffles to face me, and as he rolls onto his side, his dick drops against mine, and I groan. I cup his cheek, lean in, and kiss him softer as my eyes flutter open. I gaze into his eyes and run my hands down his chest. Down his torso and down his dick, I slowly wrap my fingers around them both and slide my hand backwards and forwards. Rubbing our dicks against each other, he bucks into my hand. I smile against the kiss and slowly lave my tongue against his.

Trying to calm my racing heart, he slides his hand around and cups my balls.

"Fuck, Lee, I'm trying not to just blow my load like a kid, but you're making it extremely difficult."

I stutter out a breath, and he grins against me, picking up his pace and tugging my balls as I groan and buck against him.

"Lee," I gasp. "Fuck!" I feel my balls draw, but just before I cum, I feel him shoot his load all over my balls. I groan as I cover him in mine.

"Fuck." I gasp as I slow my pace on our dicks, and I get an overwhelming urge to lick my hand. I bring it to my mouth and suck a finger in as Lee leans forward and sucks my thumb into his mouth and groans. He slides his hand into my hair and pulls me close.

I stroke my hand down and knead his arse cheek, and he rubs himself against me, kissing me slowly, stroking each other. He runs his hands over every divot of every muscle.

"You really are a work of art, ya know." He smiles at me, and I smile back as he traces my tattoos, every line, every flick, and every letter.

We are complete opposites, and I look down at Lee, mesmerised by his body"s soft, toned planes. Long, lean, pale legs that entwine with my tanned bulky thighs, with my dark hair and dark features and a thin layer of stubble, as opposed to Lee's fair skin, dirty blonde hair, pale hair skimming his body, clean-shaven with soft pink lips.

We lay like that for what feels like hours, slowly caressing every inch of skin but not taking it any further than we already have done. "I really should get going. I've got work in the morning."

"Really? I was hoping… I was wondering if… do you want to stay?"

"I should go…" I trail off.

Lee huffs slightly before nodding. "Sure." He tight-lipped smiles at me. He goes to climb off the bed, picking up his clothes.

"Hey, have I done something wrong? Did I say something wrong?"

"No… It's just you carried me up here and threw me down on the bed like you would make me regret inviting you up only to fizzle. Do you not… fancy me?"

"Are you fucking kidding me? I tried to be gentle because of your injuries. I tried to be mindful that you were hurt. I didn't want to hurt you anymore."

"Well, maybe I wanted to feel like I was wanted and I wasn't broken."

"You're not broken, Lee. You're just a little banged up, and I didn't want to add to it. I'm sorry, this is all new, and I have no idea what I'm supposed to do. I like you, and I just wanted to… I don't know… not fuck it up."

"Maybe you should just go, Ryder." He stands from the bed.

"Maybe I should just fuck you like I wanted to," I growl at him. He turns to face me, and I climb off the bed and reach out, grabbing him around the throat and walking him back against the wall.

"Ryder, " he gasps. "I…"

I grip his throat tighter. "You what? You want me to tell you what effect you've had on me, that I can't get you out of my head, that all I can think about is fucking you? Don't mistake me for a pussy, Lee. I may not be experienced in relationships in any way"—I lick up his cheek—"shape"—I nip at his ear—"or form." I bite down hard on his collarbone, leaving teeth marks. He winces but groans. "Do you want me to fuck you, Lee?"

"Yes, yes, I want that."

I spin him around and grab the back of his neck, forcing him down over the sofa arm of the bed. "Careful what you wish for!" I snarl as I hold him down. I suck my ‘bowling fingers' into my mouth and then slide them down, pushing between his cheeks and hovering against his pulsing hole. "Do you want me to be gentle, Lee? Say now, because I won't stop once I start."

"No." He gasps. "No, don't be gentle."

I push my fingers straight in, and he cries out and shudders as my knuckles bottom out. I push them in and out a few times, opening him up for me.

"Do it, fuck me, Ry, please, just fuck me."

I grab a condom from my jeans at the side of me and slide it on. I take the head of my cock and force it between his cheeks.

"Last chance, beautiful!"

I push in and don't stop till I bottom out. He shudders under my grip. I've still got him pinned by the back of the neck bent over, and I hold onto one hip with the other hand, and I lose myself.

"Fuck, Lee, Jesus… that's tight."

I close my eyes as Lee tries to move, but I grip firmer, pushing his neck down as I pull back and slam back in. I take a breath, pull back out, push back in. Lee tries to move beneath me, but I have him held tight in my large fist.

"Ry." He gasps.

He reaches down and tries to grab his own dick, but I reach down and pull his arm behind his back, pinning it between our bodies as I lean over and pound into him. I scrunch my hand into his hair and pull his head back so I can kiss and bite down on his neck. I want to mark him, to mark him as mine, and I bite down on his shoulder. He cries out again as I keep him wedged between me and the sofa arm. I draw back my hips, and I groan as I slam back in, and my balls slap against him. He screams out my name, and I love it.

"That's it, beautiful, scream my name for me. You're taking my dick so fucking well. Fuck, that's it, Lee, push back, push back. Ugh! Lee!" I scream out as I slam into him.

I start to cum, pulling out and ripping off the condom, firing it against his arse cheeks. He goes to get up, and I push him back down. "I haven't finished yet."

He whimpers as I hold him down. I lean back so I can look at his arsehole, and the sight of my cum running down him does something to me, and I slap his arse then slide my two fingers back in, pushing my cum deep inside. I push it in till my hand is coated before reaching around and grabbing Lee's dick. I can't help it. I feel feral. I wipe my other hand up his arse before diving my slicked-up fingers back in, then stroking and pumping his dick. I slide my hand down his back and push my fingers back inside him. As I pump his dick with my other hand, he groans and bucks against me. I finger fuck his arse. My dick starts getting hard again, and I remove my fingers and slide back into Lee. He bucks against me, and I stay bent over him, furiously fucking him and wanking him at the same time, trying to keep my rhythm with my hand and my hips. I crash against him again as he gasps and chants my name. He starts to pulse in my hand before coming all over the floor. I pump my hips faster, roaring my release, pulling out and firing it all over his back. I groan and sag against him, running my hand up and down his back. Fuck, that was careless with no condom… but I just got lost in the moment in him.

His legs shake beneath him, and I twist him round onto the bed, and then I climb in beside him.

I flop onto my back. I'm out of breath, but I've got the biggest grin on my face. I feel fucking awesome. I feel amazing. Lee moves towards me, and he winces. "You okay?"

Sliding beside me and wincing again, resting his head on my pec. He kisses my chest. "Fuck, Ryder, you really were holding back earlier. Jesus, I'm not gonna be able to sit down for a week."

I pull him closer and tuck him into my side, "Don't worry, I will kiss it better for you later." I chuckle.

"Where the hell did that come from?"

I shrug. "You wanted to know how I feel. You drive me crazy; that's how you make me feel." I stroke his hair back and lean in to kiss him.

My alarm wakes me up, and I jolt awake in a panic, not realising where I am. "Hey, it's okay, you're here."

I nod. "Shit, sorry, I've gotta go." I roll over and kiss him, and as I get off the bed, I look down at myself, and I'm covered in dried cum all over my front, all over my dick and balls, and down my thighs. "Damn, sex in a bed is messy." I laugh.

"How you do it, sex is downright dirty," Lee groans as he rolls onto his back. "Have a shower before you go."

I dive in the shower, and as I come out, Lee's asleep again, so I grab my stuff and leave, attaching him a note to the fridge, saying…

Thanks for last night.

Call you later,

Ryder x

I walk into work twenty minutes late and get Dad"s look. "Don't." I grin. "I will make it up to you. It just took longer to drive back than I thought."

He winks at me. "I remember what it's like to be in love."

I laugh. "Who said love? I've been on one date."

"Yeah, I bet you went on a date." He ribs, and I'm sure I flush as we didn't even leave Lee's flat. Well, technically, we did, but then we went straight back in. My stomach grumbles, and he laughs. "No time for food either, huh?"

I groan as I walk away to his office and grab a bar of chocolate from his drawer. I shove it into my mouth, and I scoff down the Snickers.

I hear a laugh from the door. "Here, Casanova." Dad tosses the keys to the truck. "It needs fuel. Go fill it up and get us breakfast from the cob shop. Looks like you're gonna need it, stud."

He chuckles, and I groan. "I'm rethinking this whole dad thing!" I shout after him.

"Yeah, yeah." He laughs.