Ryan – pt 1 by whatever1011
Dive into the enticing world of “Ryan – pt 1” by whatever1011, where passion and desire collide in an unforgettable gay sex story. Follow Ryan as he navigates his deepest fantasies and unexpected connections, sparking curiosity and longing at every turn. Don’t miss this captivating journey of love and exploration!
I plan on having this be an on-going thing if you guys like it. This is the first piece I have ever written and hope you all enjoy it, please be nice with some constructive criticism. It may be long, but it is an intro to the story.
This is a work of fiction.
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Ryan woke up to the grueling ringing of his bedside alarm in his ears. With a groggy groan he slowly lifted his arm from under his warm sheets and slammed it down on top of it hoping to shut it off without looking. Unfortunately before his fingers found the button loud footsteps echoed in the hall from the other side of the door followed by the shrill voice of his mother, “RYAN! GET UP! IF YOU ARE LATE I SWEAR TO GOD I WILL TAKE AWAY YOUR COMPUTER PRIVLLAGES FOR A WEEK!”
He rolled his eyes to his Mom’s threats and rolled out of bed moaning and groaning to himself. Like any boy his age, he woke up with a raging hard-on that wouldn’t go away until properly dealt with. His mom had learned from one too many unwarranted entrances that he was indeed a man and that he was as well-endowed as a man. For this reason he set his alarm an hour before the bus would come get him just so he would have enough time to himself in the shower.
Quickly, before his mom came through to yell at him a second time he grabbed his towel, his modest five inch dildo, and a change of clothes. If he was going to start the day off, he was going to do it right. He locked the door behind him with an audible click as he set his things on the counter. He stripped away his sleeping short and shirt revealing his toned body as well as his proudly standing eight inch cock that had a few drops of precum dripping down onto the floor. He rippled with tight muscles that resulted from years and years of gymnastics and cheerleading. Everyone thought he was gay for it, but that was none of their business to him. He wasn’t one of those fags in school that wore their sexuality on their sleeves for all the world to see, and it wasn’t like he was ashamed either, it just wasn’t anyone’s business but his own in his eyes. So why bother with it?
He stepped into the shower with his dildo in hand and hissed as the frozen cold water stung his skin. As much as he hated it, it was a good way to wake up in the morning, otherwise he would be useless the rest of the day. As the water began to warm up Ryan poured shampoo into his hair and lathering it up, then moving from his head to his body, taking a short stop at his nipples as he began to rub them gently, causing a moan to escape him. His cock twitched in response as he began to rub over the rest of his body wishing that there had been someone else in the shower with him, holding him, caressing his body, rubbing his tight hole, rubbing the girth of their hardened member against him before pushing their way inside of him. He began to rub his cock at the thought of it, his ass muscles clenching together as he thought of the man pressing his cock into him. He reached behind him and pumped a handful of conditioner into his hand and began to rub it into his tight hole. He moaned out loud as he leaned against the wall with his body, sticking his ass out as he loosened himself up. Once he was just loose enough he grabbed the dildo and slowly began to slide it inside of him, his knees shaking as it massaged his prostate. His moans became so loud he had to cover his mouth with his hand and bite down as he began to force it in and out of his asshole.
Just before it became too much and he was about to shoot his thick cum all over the wall of the shower, he pulled it out and stuck it to the floor with the suction cup before lowering himself on top of it, riding it like he had always dreamed he could have with a real cock. His cock bounced up and down with him as he rubbed his nipples and began to pant with pleasure. He shut his eyes and imagined an older man underneath him grabbing him by the hips, pulling him down on top of him and forcing his cock deeper and deeper inside, saying things like, “Who’s my dirty little slut? You like this cock? You want more bitch? Yeah, take it, take it hard!” The immense ecstasy that was shooting through him in waves was soon becoming too much as he forced it as deep as he could inside of him and with one final with-held cry of pleasure he shot thick spurts of his cum onto his chest and even a bit in his mouth. He licked his lips in a guilty manner before lifting himself off of his dildo. This is the part where he imagined how good it would feel for his man’s cum to be dripping from his ass, the slow moving hot cum just slowly leaving his body after a nice long raw fucking.
When Ryan tried to stand, he found he couldn’t quite find his balance quite yet as his knees were still trembling with pleasure. Instead he took the shower head off and started rinsing himself off as well as his beloved toy. Slowly, he fingered himself, making sure to get out all of the soap from his body.
Now that that bit of fun was out of the way, he could move on with the shower and rinse the rest of his body off. He was grinning happily as he finished his wash and began to towel himself off. Surprisingly, he had lasted longer this time than last time. Usually he could only take about a minute of it before he came all over, this time it had to be at least five minutes, maybe even seven!
He did one last check in the mirror as he flexed his arms and kissed playfully at himself before wrapping his lower body in the towel before leaving. The cold bit against his skin as he stepped out into the AC filled house. “Mom! Why is it so cold?” He yelled as he wrapped his arms around his body, hiding the dildo in the bundle of clothes he had tucked under his arms.
“BECAUSE YOU TOOK TOO FUCKING LONG IN THE SHOWER! NOW GET OVER HERE AND MAKE SOME BREAKFAST AND LUNCH BEFORE YOU DIE OF PNEMONIA!” He loved his mother, mostly because she had a fantastic way of getting right to the point of things. Just as she had instructed, he slipped on some loosely fitted clothes and ran down to the kitchen.
“Good morning love. Nice shower?” His mom asked jabbing him in the stomach with her elbow playfully.
Ryan blushed and tried to hide his face. “Yeah… it was nice and soothing…”
“Mmmhm, I bet.” She said handing him a cucumber.
His eyes shot open and his jaw dropped slightly when he saw it. “What the hell is that for?”
“Your sandwich.” She said barely able to stifle her laughter. She knew he was gay; he knew she knew he was gay; though, thought he was better at hiding his play time.
“Whatever…” He cut up the cucumber, salad leaves, and threw some cheese on top before putting it between two slices some bread with mustard. He wrapped it up in plastic and threw some a chips into a bag before throwing it into his box and running out of the house without saying anything else.