Gavin has never been woken up this way before. That felt like he was drifting in the ocean of the dreamland and his savior drugged him out with the kiss. At first he didn’t realise it weren’t the remains of a dream, it was actually real. The skin felt so firm on his lips so he hasn’t been asleep anymore. He caught breathe and started to response, pulling Ryan by the back of his head to himself. Ryan noticed the move and their kiss was getting slick with saliva, making tongues and lips move smoothly. Gavin kept his eyes closed during that.
He opened them when they stopped kissing and saw the blue orbs looking at him with a care. Gavin could have sworn Ryan was becoming more beautiful day by day. Not attractive or handsome; beautiful was the exact word. Maybe that was due to the way lights dimmed or the post sleeping blur made his eyes see things differently, maybe it was just the intimate vibe of their privacy but Ryan was more beautiful in mornings.
Those moments Gavin just wanted to feel him, touch him to make sure Ryan was his.
He tried to smile at him but Ryan covered his mouth with his, sending Gavin into joyful yet wicked bliss.
“What time is it?” Gavin asked pretty loud, his hungriness eating him out.
“It’s early,” Ryan breathed heavily in reply.
“How early?” Gavin rushed, unable to take anymore.
“Fucking early. Ungodly early, we have time for a quicky,” Ryan smiled playfully, and Gavin kissed him deeply.
Gavin shifted his mouth from lips to his neck, Ryan gasping and tugging his sides firmly. Gavin kept nibbling up at it until he reached his ear.
“How do you want this?” Gavin whispered blowing on the skip beneath his ear.
“I… Ugh,” he whimpered, “Gav, I… Fuck, I’m so horny I don’t care.”
Gavin smiled and started moving his hand down Ryan's groin, but was interrupted by a strong grip.
“Actually I have something in my mind,” Ryan went on but then put Gavin's hand between his legs. “Where do you keep scarves or something like that?”
Gavin's eyebrows shot up at the question but he liked the idea of these thoughts. He pointed out with the free hand to the direction of a cupboard, standing right before the bed but against the opposite wall.
“It’s… um,” he gulped, “The top drawer. Take any you like.”
Ryan stood up slowly, slipping against Gavin skin and stepped up to the cupboard, showing his bare gorgeous ass for Gavin's hungriness getting insane even more. Gavin was staring at it for a long time, observing its curves and dimples. It was so round and bouncy, begging for a bit or a squeeze. Gavin's mouth watered at the thought of his teeth on that tasty piece of flesh.
He tried to calm his ardor, passing his gaze higher Ryan's spin, but it didn’t help. His look dropped on the shoulder blades. Gavin felt his cock throbbing due to the way they usually shift when Gavin was taking Ryan from behind. He remembered how deliciously Ryan screamed during those moments and Gavin went blind and deaf, not quite noticing when Ryan turned around, pressing a dark blue scarf to his eyes.
“I think it’s good, yeah,” he smiled and swayed his hips forward the bed. “Let’s play.”
Ryan climbed on Gavin, lightly pushing to the head of the bed, and then rested himself on his stomach, spreading his long legs and bending his knees. Gavin panted at the contact. Ryan reduced the distance between their lips and kissed so gently that Gavin couldn’t feel his own legs. Ryan tied up his eyes; Gavin's got worried for a moment until his lips felt other soft ones, he immediately relaxed to the touch.
Ryan's weight wasn’t heavy but was excitement that suffocated Gavin. He breathed deeply, warm hands roaming over his chest. He literally could see Ryan’s smirk when he was cogitating the next steps, but obviously Ryan knew what to do; he had planned this ages ago. He suddenly grabbed Gavin's hands and put them above the head roughly.
“Don’t use your hands,” he whispered. “If you do I’ll make sure you will go to the work with a boner. Are we clear?”
Gavin only gulped in reply. Ryan has always been good at the dominate-submit sort of games Gavin didn’t bother asking himself how, he just let himself enjoy it.
Naughty hands stroked his chest masterfully and slowly, brushing his nipples, making him gasping at the touches. Gavin gave up the thought that he could be late at work because of their long foreplay; the arousal was too strong and replaced all the thoughts with tiny hints of pleasure growing up and mixing into the huge endless rapture.
“Is it what you wanted to play?” Gavin managed to say through a husky gasp. “My.. my nipples?”
“Do you know what people do to change their sexual life?” came the reply instead of an answer to his question. “The most popular tricks?”
Gavin frowned under the scarf.
“You think our sexual life isn’t fine?”
“Who said that?” Gavin heard a smile in Ryan's voice.
“Why would we need to change our sexual life? I thought it was perfect.” That was weird but Gavin said it in such casual tone as if the man of his dreams and dirty desires didn’t sit naked on his stomach, playing with his chest.
“It is perfect, my beautiful, but I really, really want to try it,” Ryan began. “If you shut down one of your sense organs the rest of them are becoming stronger, and you know that about 80% of whole information human brain gets through vision, so if we shut it down, your skin may be very, very sensitive.”
Gavin gulped. Hard. He tried to touch his body but Ryan stopped him and pressed Gavin's hands to the head of the bed again and Gavin felt a hot breathe near his ear.
“What did I tell you about your hands? You aren’t allowed to use them.”
Gavin groaned in annoyance. “But I like using my hands on you, feeling your skin under my fingers…”
“I know,” Ryan was dangerously close to Gavin's ear, his tongue touching the earlobe. “I don’t just want to fuck your body but your mind, Gavin.”
“Why can’t you just tie me up then?”
That was actually going from his mouth? When did he get to be into all those sexual things? It really happened all of sudden, as though one moment he didn’t know anything about how sex works and the next moment he was asking his lover to tie up and letting him to do everything he wants.
Gavin thought that was the idea of relationships with Ryan. Everything is going on very quick and you just don’t have a time to think if you really want to do it, but you agree and understand it was one of the best decisions you have ever made. Gavin was not sure if Ryan was thinking about it too, but he always felt we had the same things in their minds just Ryan was suggesting it quicker. And on the other side Gavin wasn’t that brave to tell him ‘no’ and he didn’t really want to.
“It’d be much easier,” Ryan chuckled and sat straight. “I want you to be able to use your hands, but I don’t allow you to.”
“Is there any chance I’ll get the permission?” Gavin tried.
Then the length of Gavin's cock was rubbed against smooth and wet skin and the pressure on his stomach became lighter and he realized Ryan jerked his ass onto Gavin's hardened flesh. His own cock repeatedly touched Gavin's bellybutton, leaving a slick spot of a pre-come on it. Gavin heard husky gasps but he wasn’t sure they were from him or Ryan.
His whole body was becoming powerful yet weak and Gavin couldn’t do anything about it, he just wanted to feel it, he wanted to feel everything, every Ryan’s movement, and he could. Ryan apparently entered his mind because every smell, every touch, every thought he sensed was Ryan and only him.
Gavin was afraid he would miss his orgasm; he thought he’d have come in any second but then a warm body’s gone, throwing Gavin into a utter confusion.
Gavin squeezed the columns of the head of the bed in anticipation. The hot breathe tickled the tip of his cock and Gavin knew what was about to happen.
Ryan never sucked his off and Gavin never asked him to. Actually he never thought about it, but when Ryan started to draw a line from Gavin's balls to the head using his tongue teasingly, Gavin howled and all he wanted was to fuck his hot mouth shamelessly and hard, the way he never fucked his ass. Yet he reminded still.
“Seriously?” Gavin tried not to show how turned on he was, but failed; his voice was not under the control anymore. “It is the first time I have your mouth on my cock and you put this bloody thing on my eyes.”
“Yes.” Gavin heard hint of a smile in Ryan's voice before the crown of his cock was put onto wet bliss for just a moment. “You can imagine another person doing this to you, I won’t mind.”
“What did you just say?” Gavin's voice echoed the inner one. He was confused and not sure if he heard him right, the blood in his ears running due to excitement.
“You can think about another person when I’m blowing you, why not.”
Gavin needed time to process the information he's got but he didn’t want to waste any.
“Is this again your change-sexual-life thing?” Gavin's voice was ridiculously serious.
“Kind of.” Then Ryan groaned. “Gavin, why don’t you want to have some fun?”
“I want to, but there should be some lines, lines that have to be, and... and I myself have these lines.” Shit when he's nervous he does repeat words. But why is he nervous? Because he disagreed with Ryan’s offer? Is this the first time he did it?
“Let me tell you a thing,” Ryan said carefully and gentle and rested his head on Gavin's chest and started caressing his stomach with tip of his fingers. “I was pretty kinky back in teen ages.”
Does Gavin really have to know this?
He gulped, sure Ryan could feel it. He then continued.
“I was learning about how sex works from porn, which is not the best way to do it, and I asked people on internet and I knew way too much than I should have known I think,” his voice lowered at last few words and he let out a laugh. “But I wanted someone to try those things with. Someone special, I wanted you. And now I got you.”
“Alright,” Gavin gave in. “But I want just you and me and no other else, even in my head.”
“I’m just curious, is there someone else if…”
“Wow. Okay maybe someone you know? Celebrities?”
“No!” Then Gavin stumbled. “Actually yes, but it was very long ago and he’s old now so…”
“Oh, this is cute, yes,” Ryan giggled awkwardly. “To be honest I just checked you.”
“Checked?” Gavin still didn’t understand what was going on.
“Yes, so you say if there was someone would you try to…?”
“Now you’re putting words into my sentences!” Gavin replied annoyingly.
“Sorry, just you’re so adorable when you’re slightly pissed I couldn’t resist!”
“You’re lucky I’m tied up!” Gavin barked.
He coughed. “You are not.”
“Will you give me a blow job or what?”
“Nope, not yet. You don’t want to do it with this blindly thingy neither do I.”
Gavin didn’t response because he just couldn’t even if he wanted. Gavin's mouth was covered with the lips so soft but a cock rubbing on his hip was so hard and Gavin realized he just can’t be mad at this person. Gavin believes he just can’t control things he's saying when he's turned on.
Gavin's body was sent on fire, every nerve being pierced by electroshock. Ryan continued to press his cock between Gavin's thigh and crotch, producing more pre-come, but then he heard the soft clatter of the bedside table’s drawer and Gavin's cock twitched in realization what was about to happen.
The cool liquid was dripping on the head of his hardened flesh with a squash sound following it and the warm hands smeared it all over the length. There was no time to keep it slow and literally after a split second Gavin's cock was hugged by the smooth walls of his lover’s insides.
Gavin prepared to thrust up his movements but Ryan stopped and pulled the scarf of his eyes. Gavin blinked twice or thrice before getting the better view. His breath was taken away at the sight but Ryan didn’t say anything, he just kept looking at Gavin with eyes full of lust and joy.
For a moment Gavin thought he wouldn’t see Ryan again and Gavin started missing him because he adored being able to watch Ryan when they were having sex. The things as the way he’s screaming silently opening his mouth wide when he’s too wore out to make any sound; or the way he’s pulling on his hair when he can’t take the pleasure anymore; or the way he puts a bit of the sheets in between his teeth to avoid a very loud cry.
When Gavin's cock was fully deep inside Ryan's body, he stroked his left cheek carefully without disturbing their current position and pecked Gavin: firstly on the chin, secondly on the lips.
“You’re a kinky bastard, Gavin Free,” Ryan said out of breathe. “I know you more than everything and I’ll show you how filthy you are.”
And he started rocking his hips onto Gavin's cock up and down slow, unbearably slow, repeating little circular motions to take more than possible. All Gavin could hear were Ryan’s little gasps, so lewd and arousing and dirty that Gavin felt ashamed but he liked every second of it.
Ryan was the one who controlled it and Gavin just waited for Ryan to tell him what to do next or how, but he just kept using Gavin like a fuck-toy only changing impressions on his face, which in combination of being unable to touch him were driving Gavin nuts, and he closed his eyes. Ryan stopped.
“Open your eyes. You should keep them open.”
“I can’t look at you knowing I can’t touch you,” Gavin whined. “I want to touch… I always could touch you, why can’t I now?”
Ryan chuckled. “Because it’s my game and we do what I want to.”
Gavin opened his eyes and froze. He's never seen Ryan in this state: he was beautiful, but dangerously beautiful, filthy yet angelic. His hair was glistering in the sun’s lights and his skin was unusually pale, which was new for Gavin. The drops of sweat covered the hard muscles of his arms and stomach and Gavin just felt a physical need to connect all those little spots to the whole constellation on his skin-sky, using just his tongue.
Ryan just looked at him in return, waiting until Gavin was fed up with his absolute divine glory, though they both knew Gavin never was and never would be fed up with it. He wanted to give in and let himself drown; Ryan’s beauty was too powerful, it made Gavin weak.
He didn’t say anything, but smiled, staring directly into Gavin's eyes. Gavin blushed but he didn’t close his eyes, going through all emotional torture bravely.
When Ryan sped up Gavin thought he couldn’t make it anymore and he clung into the sheets in fear of losing control of his hands. Ryan was moaning louder than he usually was, but the last thing Gavin cared about was the neighbors that could hear them at this early hour. On some perverted level Gavin wanted them to hear, but in heart he wanted to keep these lovely noises to himself.
Ryan lifted his head up high showing Gavin his neck and run his fingers into his hair, as an image of him taking a shower but instead of water he was splashed with arousal. He didn’t look at Gavin but he couldn’t take his gaze away from Ryan. Gavin forgot his cock was inside this gorgeous body, he was too consumed by the vision.
Ryan grabbed Gavin's hand, leaned it on his face, gently kissing the palm, and closed his eyes. Within a second he put the thumb into his mouth, teasing it with his tongue. If Gavin wasn’t so turned on he’d say it was ticklish.
His movement became sharp and frantic. Ryan no longer was fucking himself onto Gavin; he was fucking Gavin into himself. His opening was sucking Gavin's cock like a vacuum cleaner, creating an overwhelming pressure around the shaft.
He bit on the thumb lazily, his saliva covering Gavin's palm and leaking up his hand and arm. He used Gavin's hand to roam over his chest and muttered ‘touch me, touch me’ all over again that it has woken him up from the dizzy dream Ryan took him in. Gavin started caressing his thighs carefully in fear Ryan would change his mind again.
“Yeah,” his happily satisfied grin returned, but he let go of Gavin's hand. “Dirty boy Gavvy wants to be punished. Not doing what he has been told!”
“I told you you can’t touch me until you come and I didn’t feel you did.”
“Hands off and eyes on me,” he said staring into Gavin's soul with eyes like fire.
Gavin kept watching Ryan close his eyes and put his hands above his head showing Gavin how unprotected and bare his most sensitive parts were, and, if he gave Gavin the permission right away, he’d attack him meaninglessly, using his tongue everywhere, kissing every mole he’d find, marking with dark hickeys, to show whom his body and his mind belonged to. But unfortunately Gavin couldn’t do anything. That was time his body and his mind were under Ryan's control.
His sharp gasps brought Gavin to the real world that was much better than any fantasy. Now Ryan was laying on Gavin, wrapping his arms around his neck and panting into the ear. But he never lowered a tempo.
“But you told…” Gavin tried to say.
“I changed my mind, touch me, put your hands on me!” he cried.
Gavin hurried to grab his ass, moving his hands up over Ryan's sides to his chest and neck, enjoying this silky skin under his fingers, and Gavin stopped them on Ryan's face and pulled it close to his, kissing him through the orgasm. Ryan moaned quietly into Gavin's mouth and took his hand, bringing to his cock, and Gavin gave a tugging squeeze.
Ryan was coming hard into Gavin's hand, making it sticky with his sperm and within a moment Gavin was filling him up with his, never stopping the kiss.
Gavin kissed him more rapidly when their orgasms faded and Ryan took Gavin's face into his hands. Their lips touched again and they were sealed in fear they wouldn’t be met again if they apart them.
“Do you remember our first kiss?” Ryan asked all of sudden.
Gavin tried to gather my thoughts. “Under the apple tree?”
Ryan looked at him, confused. “You really don’t remember?”
Gavin decided this time it was better to remind silence. He was afraid Ryan would be sad or angry at him but instead he smiled.
“It was when I ran out to you for a stay for the first time.”
It hit Gavin like a trunk and he remembered. It was when Ryan lost his job at the theater. Gavin never saw him so desperate and sorrowful that night so it would be wrong in any way to leave him alone.
Gavin never forgot the night Ryan was with him and he could feel Ryan's warmth against him, reminding him about his being. Gavin couldn’t fall asleep, watching him, hearing his heart beat and thinking how many times they would be together like this, only in their own little world.
“Yes I remember the night I just forgot about the kiss thing,” Gavin said bashfully.
Gavin gave him the look. “How come?”
“It was not kiss as kiss just a lip touching but it still counts.”
“Now I feel bad,” Gavin gulped.
“Oh, don’t be,” Ryan kissed him softly, “I’m grateful you did it because I would never have courage for this.”
“You had courage for other things.” Gavin winked and laughed. Ryan playfully shoved his shoulder.
“You didn’t seem to mind.”
“I still can’t believe it’s you,” Gavin's face went serious but the features softened. Ryan smiled.
“And I can’t believe your cock is still inside me, it’s going to feel gross,” he said and lifted himself up from Gavin. “You’re gonna be late for the work.” He was heading to the bathroom.
“You’re such a cock block, Ryan!” Gavin screamed.
“You didn’t think so few minutes ago!” Ryan yelled back and disappeared at the corner.
Gavin just chuckled to himself and looked at the watch. He really had to get going faster.
