I was silent for a long time.
“Knows about us us?”
Ryan nodded into my shoulder.
I smiled down at him. “Is he treating you badly?”
“No…”
“Is he telling everyone that his son’s a queer.”
“No!” He gave me a light punch in the gut for that. I laughed.
“Ryan. It’ll be fine. You wanna tell him? Confirm his greatest fear?” I said it with a grin, but there was some validity in my words.
“Hey! Don’t say that! You’re making me feel bad about it.”
I sighed again.
“You wanna go out tonight? I don’t have anything planned.”
I reached down and lifted his face up to look at me. He was flushed and his hair was wild and matted. I leaned down to give him a kiss.
“Hey.”
“Hey.”
“I love you.”
“Love you too.”
“Let’s get ready to go.”
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There was a long line in front of the box office. Ryan and I stood in line together, but we kept a careful distance. The front of the theater was a busy place, and I was uncomfortable with him in public, as horrible as that sounds.
I had nightmares about being caught with Ryan. Already my other friends were jealous of me spending so much time with him… And now his dad suspected us, too?
I shuddered.
Ryan took off his jacket and handed it to me. I accepted with a big smile.
I loved that kid.
“Hey, Ben!”
We turned to look.
It was Freddy. From school.
“Hey. You all alone?” I took another half-step away from Ryan, just in case.
“Naw, I’m meeting someone. What’re you guys seeing?”
I shrugged. “We only just got here.”
“C’mon. I have a friend who works here. We can get in for free.”
He led us past the line and into the theater, where we were met by a skinny queer-looking kid with too-tight clothes and a girlish walk.
I guess I’m a hypocrite towards stereotypical… you know… gay people; seeing as how the love of my life was a boy.
Both Ryan and I had very masculine personalities and styles, so it was still a shock seeing someone like Freddy’s friend, and then tallying up the similarities.
The kid smiled and winked at us. “Hey boys.”
Ryan was the one to shudder this time.
I handed him back his jacket.
Whatever his sexuality, I was glad to have the kid with us. We breezed through concessions and lines, and ended up getting an entire theater showing ‘Valkyrie’ to ourselves.
The moment the lights were out, Ryan and I began to unconsciously lean closer and closer together until our heads suddenly bumped together and snapped out of our trance.
I looked to my side, and nearly threw up as I saw Freddy and the kid making out, only one seat away from me. The kid’s shirt had ridden up, and Freddy’s mouth went… And the kid’s hands….
I heard snickering coming from Ryan, and I turned to him, glaring helplessly.
“Freddy’s a fag?!?” I whispered furiously.
“Shit, Ryan! They’re almost fucking each other right next to me! What do I do??”
Ryan turned to me and put on his devil’s grin.
“I need to go to the bathroom.”
We left the theater,
But I don’t think the other two noticed.
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We got ice cream and made our way back to my car.
Ryan was laughing about the theater incident, but I was still shaken.
“Seriously, Ryan, would you ever fuck me in a public place?”
“Hellz yeah!”
“Seriously!” I punched him in the shoulder.
“Yeah! Why not? If no one was around, but it was still kinda public, I think it would be hot.”
I sighed. We reached my car and got in.
“You really think so?”
Ryan grinned. “You wanna try it?”
“Kind of.” I laughed, climbing over to the passenger seat and sitting on Ryan’s lap.
He reached down and flipped the seat lever, making it recline back, giving us a lot more room to work with.
When we kissed, it felt like the first time in months. Our mouths connected perfectly, and our tongues were free to roam. Ryan kept wrapping his arms around me, thrusting his crotch up to meet mine, mouthing me more hungrily. But I forced him into a slower, leisurely pace; rocking against him, back and forth, grinding and dancing for him on his lap. There could be a crowd outside, gaping at us through the car windows, and neither of us would have noticed. We were lost in each other, now.
I eased off Ryan’s shirt and attached my lips to his six-pack. I loved his muscles.
Meanwhile, I let Ryan massage my ass through my basketball shorts. The material was thin, so he didn’t have any trouble turning my on; my long dick pressing into his stomach as I grinded my ass against him.
“Hey.”
“Hey.”
“You’re wearing too many clothes.”
He lifted my shirt and I rose off his lap for a second, letting him slide my shorts and boxers completely off. Naked, I straddled him again, pressing my body harder and closer against his. I loved the feeling of his firm body against mine.
Slowly, I unzipped his jeans and reached inside, stroking his dick until it was hard and pressing uncomfortably into me.
He shivered in pleasure, smiling up at me and leaning in for a kiss. “Your hands are cold.”
“Stop speaking.” I worked his pants away from his hips, and I pushed them down around his ankles.
“We don’t have room for me to blow you.” I told him. Ryan frowned.
“It’s gonna hurt if I go in dry.”
“I’ll cope.”
The heat radiating from his body was making me sweat, and I used it as lubrication to grind myself onto his naked lap, working his thick onto my ass.
Two big hands came up and held my hips, stopping my gyrating movements. I opened my eyes, looking down at him, surprised. He was watching me with a big, goofy smile on his face.
“Hey.”
“Hey.”
“What does it mean when I can’t stop thinking about you?”
I smiled, a little embarrassed. “It means you like people too much.”
“It means I love you.”
When he says that, I get butterflies in my stomach. No matter how often, I’ll never get used to it. It will never get old.
I leaned down to kiss him, and we let our tongues dance hungrily as we got into position.
Never breaking the kiss, I sat up and lifted his rigid cock into position.
As soon as I began sitting back down, I felt the pressure build all the way to my head. I hesitated.
“It’s alright baby. I’ll take it from here.”
Ryan was suddenly on top of me, and I was on my back with my legs over his shoulders and the head of his dick pressing into me. I cringed at the pain. I felt cold.
He pushed hard against me, and it felt like I was splitting in half; ripped open by his dick. I was sweating again, and between my shallow panting, a cry escaped my throat as the head of his cock finally popped cleanly inside me.
“Hey.”
“Hey.”
“You’ve got a long way to go. I want it deeper.”
He nodded and reapplied the pressure, sliding agonizingly, inch by inch, inside of me until my ass was stuffed and I could feel his balls pressing against me.
“Holy shit, this is hot.”
“Shut up…” I panted, “Keep going… please.”
Ryan fucked me, slowly. Carefully. Attending to every wince and cold shudder that ran through me, as my body reacted to the pain and the pleasure. I could feel every inch of his cock as it slid deeper and deeper into me. I opened my eyes, and saw him staring down at me, face deep in concentration. I was completely his. Completely his for the taking. I flexed my ass around his dick and watched his mouth curl up as he absorbed the sensation.