Ryan & Mike & the Guys Ch. 09 by batmans_uncle
Join Ryan, Mike, and the guys in Chapter 09 of this steamy gay erotic sex story. Discover thrilling encounters, intense passion, and emotional twists that will keep you hooked. Dive into the excitement and explore their desires in a journey of love and lust!<br/> Ryan and Mike sat at the table eating room-temperature pizza and drinking cold soda. Ryan sprawled naked in his chair, his cock at half-mast, draped against his thigh. Mike sat properly diagonally next to him, posture correct, clad in boxers. He took at bite from his slice and a pepperoni dropped onto the red bush, propped against the side of his cock.
Mike nodded towards Ryan’s lap, “You dropped something.”
Ryan looked down and then at the slice in one hand and the soda in the other. “Could you get that for me? My hands are full.”
“Ah….no. Get it yourself. It’s your dick.”
“And you keep trying to not look at it. Without much success. It’s ok, you can look at me all you want.” He picked up the pepperoni and slowly put it into his mouth, sucking the salt out, chewing slowly, and swallowing it down. “I’ve missed you, Mike. We only had that one time, quite awhile ago, but I still think of you. I’ve gone back to that rest stop, but I never find you there. ”
“You do? I’ve gone back a few times, but most times I eat lunch alone.”
“Most times?” asked Ryan. “You have come a long way in six months. I’m guessing you’re not with your wife anymore.”
“No.” Mike got up from the table and felt his dick stuck to the fresh precum that had leaked onto his boxers. He went to the fridge and grabbed two beers. He set one in front of Ryan and took a long draw from the other before sitting down. “If we’re going to talk about that, we should have real drinks,” he said.
“That time got my thinking, and feeling. Things hadn’t been very good between us. Not bad, just not good. When I brought up separating, she wasn’t upset. She’d been feeling the gap in our marriage. We were great friends, but shouldn’t have married. And it wasn’t just because of how I was feeling.”
“You told her?”
“Oh God no. I still wasn’t sure of anything. One weekend she was away and I got pretty drunk and ended up having sex with my neighbor, a guy. It was…interesting. And kind of humiliating.” Mike proceeded to tell Ryan about the night with his neighbor in detail (as told here previously).
“I had fun while it was happening but when I looked back on it, I felt used. And it wasn’t in a nice way. I avoided him after that. It was like I had had the good and the not so good. You were the good.” He smiled at Ryan. “That was really good. I think about you, too.”
“I wish the phone number hadn’t gotten messed up, Mike. And I’m sorry you had a bad time. You shouldn’t have bad times.”
“I moved out a couple weeks later. I had some stuff happen that wasn’t bad. Nothing that lasted, but I had fun. And then I met Pete. We’ve had a great time, but we both knew that a long-term thing wasn’t there. Pete called us fuck buddies.”
Ryan fished a half joint from the ashtray and lit up. He and Mike passed it back and forth until it burned out. “So, Ryan, what’s your worst time?”
“Me?”
“It’s only fair. You heard mine. Don’t leave me out here, humiliated, all alone.”
“Mine was a long time ago. I was young, still in college, and not out. One night I got drunk and went to this porn movie place I had heard about. They showed straight porn, but there was gay stuff going on. It was one of those old movie theaters and pretty dark in places not lit up by the screen.
“I sat on the side, way in the row, in the dark. I didn’t know what to do. I know what I wanted to do, but not how to go about it. This guy came and sat down in the same row, a few seats down. He pulled out his dick and started stroking it slow. I was nervous, but took mine out, too. I didn’t dare stroke it to much, I was so horned up I thought I’d cum too soon. He looked over and watched me. Then he stood up and moved over to sit beside me. He didn’t say anything, just ook my hand and put it on his dick. I started stroking it and just staring at this big cock in my hand.
“While I did that, he took out this little bottle, held it to his nose, and sniffed real hard. Then did the other nostril. He held it out to me and I didn’t know what to do. I was still holding his dick and he reached up and held one nostril closed and put the bottle under the other. I inhaled. I know now it was Rush, but no clue then. I thought it was airplane glue and then my heart started pounding and my head got spacey and my cock felt like it got harder. He did my other nostril. I was so fucking spaced on it.
“Then he put his hand behind my head and pulled me down to his cock. I knew what he wanted and I wanted it too, so I opened up and dove onto that cock. It was my whole world then. My heart beating and this big cock in my mouth. I didn’t have much of a gag reflex and didn’t know that it was odd to just take the whole thing right away, but my nose was in his pubes and I was sucking and licking.
“I felt his hand slide down my back and wriggle into my pants. He couldn’t get too far, but his hand on just part of the skin of my butt made me think I’d blow my load right then. He was talking low in my ear, this deep voice, so sexy. Telling me what a good blowjob it was and how my butt felt so firm. He said he wanted to see my butt. The Rush was at my nose again and I inhaled. Still on his cock, I opened my belt and pants and pushed them down some. HIs hand was stroking my ass, he was saying how smooth it was, how firm. He pulled me off his cock and said he had to see my ass and to stand up. I looked around he said it was dark, no one would see me. He gave me another hit. I was stoned out of my mind on that shit as well as being a bit drunk already. I staggered up and turned my back to him. He shuffled me over so I was between his legs and he pulled my pants down to my ankles.
“Knowing I was that naked in public, I almost came right then.
“He pushed on my back and told me to bend over so he could see better. I did, my hands on the arms of the chair in front of us, the seatback in my stomach. I felt him peel my cheeks open and felt his hot breath on me. Felt so exposed, so vulnerable. He spit on my hole and rub it around with his thumb. Never had a guy back there doing anything, so I tensed up. He told me to relax and handed me the Rush. Took a hit and my mind focused on his spitting and rubbing my hole.
“Then he licked me from taint to lower back. No one had done anything near that. I felt my stomach drop. His face pushed in and his tongue swabbed my hole. I may have fainted it felt so good. All I know is I ended up completely bent over that chair, my arms on the seat, my head hanging straight down. I was still Rushing and my whole world became his tongue lapping at me, swirling on me. I could feel his spit trickling down onto my balls and what I think was his tongue probing my hole.
“I don’t know how long it went on. I was probably moaning kinda loud. Then there were these hands by my face and the Rush at my nose. I inhaled more. Then this hand grabbed my hair and pulled my head up and there was this cock in front of me. My mouth was already hanging open and he just pushed right in. My mind was blown; a tongue up my ass, a cock in my mouth, heart and head pounding. I sucked him, moaning around his cock.