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RYAN FIGURES IT OUT - 13
When Ryan got back to Springfield he decided not to tell Rick about Gary. But when he introduced Rick to "riding the pole," Gary loved it as much as Ryan did.
Since they both loved basketball, they went to every home game and, since Rick had a car, to some of the away games. At home they would sit high in the balcony bleachers where there were fewer people. Between them, they had been or were in the same physical education class as most of the team members, and they liked to tell each other about what was in some of the players' jock straps. "Some guys undress the cheerleaders with their eyes," Rick laughed; "we might as well do it for the boys on the floor."
It took them longer to get home if they had to drive back from one of the away games, but it was even longer when they stopped off someplace to suck dick. They'd pull behind some abandoned barn or somewhere else private, get out to watch each other pee, and then start stroking. When the weather was colder they just climbed into the back seat; they could fuck there, too. "You don't get good mileage this way," Ryan said one night as he wiggled his dick at Rick in the back seat, "but you get some good dick."
Ryan was asked specifically to try out for the school play, and he figured that meant he was sure to get a part. But he was surprised when he was given the lead in "Here's Another High School Play," a farce using a team of high school actors to satirize everything from Shakespeare to the actual faculty of Springfield High. His part was critical in keeping the funny lines moving, and he was not sure he would be able to do it. He thought there were an awful lot of lines to memorize, too.
"Shit! You're smart!" Rick told him one night at a sleepover. "You ace your tests all the time. You think you'll have trouble memorizing some lines? Besides, I'll help you practice. It'll be fun." They practiced in Rick's room most of the time but decided to leave their clothes on for practice. Ryan finally knew his lines better than anyone else did, and he was applauded loudly both nights.
The second night was a Saturday, and Ryan was sleeping over at Rick's that night. Rick raved so much about how good Ryan was, Ryan had to tell him to shut up. "Put something in my mouth so I can't talk about it anymore," Rick grinned. Ryan got over him, his balls hanging in Rick's face, so they could do 69 for a while. After sucking his dick for a while, Rick raised up and licked into Ryan's crack. Ryan raised up and sat with his ass in Rick's face, and Rick ate him and tonguefucked him. Then Ryan turned around and sat on Rick's cock and role the pole. Rick had learned to hold back as long as possible, but he finally filled Ryan's ass with his jizz.
They had already decided they'd go on another campout as soon as the weather got warmer. Rick talked to Kyle's dad, his uncle, and got permission to camp in the same place they had before. They made camp around noon on a bright spring Saturday, laughing and teasing each other. Both boys had filled out quite a bit since their last campout, and their shirtless torsos revealed muscles more deliniated than before. They found lots of reasons to touch as they set things up, but they'd decided to wait until closer to dark for anything more than a kiss now and then.
Rick fixed the same meal he'd fixed at their earlier campout -- ground beef, potatoes, and carrots wrapped in foil and buried in the coals of the campfire. "It's the only thing I know how to make," Rick laughed. He'd brought some beer again. They drank that and lots of water because they both loved to pee outdoors, and they figured it was safe enough to do that while the sun was still up. But when Rick lowered his briefs to his ankles and arched his back to sent his piss high, Ryan did the same.
The next time they needed take a leak, Rick dared Ryan to pee in his briefs. Rick watched the briefs turn dark, and Ryan felt the warmth of his pee against his groin. The pee finally soaked his briefs and began to run down his legs. It was a wonderful new sensation for Ryan. When he was done, he watched while Rick did the same thing. His white briefs turned darker, then became wet, then began to glisten as the piss soaked through. Rick sighed loudly as his pee washed down his legs. They laughed as they pulled their briefs off and used them to wipe themselves down as best they could.
They ate as the sun was lowering and decided to go skinny-dipping at dusk.
They got to the edge of the shallow pond and laughed and splashed into the water; it was too shallow to swim, but they played like little boys. The sun was setting when Ryan walked up to Rick through the water, hugged him tight, and kissed his lips. The kiss lasted a long time; their hands wandered over backs, shoulders, sides, asses as they hugged each other tightly, feeling as much warm skin as they could.
When they got back to the campsite -- they'd been naked since the last piss -- Rick said he deserved a reward for cooking such a great dinner.
"How about some desert?" Ryan grinned. He sat on one of the old stumps and spread his legs. His cock had gotten softer, but they both stood there and watched it come to life again, lifting up as it stiffened and jerking eratically as it pulsed. Rick got on his knees and began to suck the cockhead while his fingers stroked Ryan's inner thighs, finally reaching up to his balls. Ryan groaned when Rick pressed his face into him and swallowed his cock completely. He put his hands around Rick's head and held him close while his cock fucked into Rick's throat.
Rick gasped for air when he pulled away and grinned. "Nice dessert," he said, "but I really wanted it with some cream." His face became more serious and his voice deepened. "Jack off for me, Ryan. Cum on my face. Please do it."
Ryan began to stroke, holding his cock above Rick's face so the several drops of precum make a string between his cockhead and Rick's cheek. He groaned as he felt his juice rise inside. "Close, close..." He grunted loudly with his first shot, which landed on Rick's forehead and make a creamy line down to his cheek. Rick stuck out his tongue for the next shot and was rewarded quickly; his cum-covered tongue licked around his lips as more shots landed there and across his nose. Ryan coaxed the last few drops out, and they fell in a long string to Rick's chin. Rick opened his mouth and took the hot cockhead in, sucking for the last of Ryan's creamy cum. When he stood, Ryan licked the cum on Rick's face into his mouth and their tongues played with it.
They sat together around the campfire for a while, talking quietly and turning to each other for a light kiss now and then. When Rick suggested they get into the tent, Ryan was ready. They'd spread both sleeping bags out, and there was plenty of room for both of them. They lay side to side, Ryan's head on Rick's shoulder and Rick's arm holding him close.
"Last time we were here, didn't you have to get back early for your dad's church service?" Rick asked. Ryan didn't answer. "I just though... You've spent a lot of Saturday nights with me... and into Sunday morning..."
"I don't always go,"Ryan finally said. "That kind of thing... all the noise and pounding music and yelling... I just don't like it anymore..."
"I didn't mean to ask about something I shouldn't have, Ryan."
"It's okay. It's just a really familiar place that I'm sort of... growing away from." He paused. "Although I had some good dick there." He waited for Rick to react.
"What? What are you talking about?"
Ryan laughed. "I never told you about Billy. The summer after my freshman year this preacher came for a revival. His son, Billy, played the piano. Damn, could he play! He was only 11, but he played like a pro. I saw him sneak out a side door one night, so I went out the back and walked around to see what he was doing. I figured he was smoking or something. Boy, was I wrong!" Ryan grinned as he looked at Rick. "He was jacking off!"
"You're shitting me!"
"Nope. Right there in the alley behind the church. This cute little guy was working his little dick like he knew exactly what he was doing. I got a bulge in my pants watching him. I just walked right up to him, and the little fucker didn't even stop. He just looked up at me and said, 'You like my dick?'"
"Damn!"
"Well, I was hard as a rock by then. I guess I was 14 then, and I jacked off every chance I got. So I pulled it out and started stroking with him. I stood facing him; our dicks were pointing at each other. I was probably about five inches then. Little Billy had a pencil dick no more than three inches long. He said, 'You can suck it if you want to.' I could hardly believe it."
"So what did you do?"
"What do you think?" Ryan laughed. "I got down on my knees and sucked that little prick in all the way. He was mashing his crotch into my face in no time, and before I expected it, that little thing vibrated in my mouth, and I realized he was having a dry cum. He pulled out, pushed it back in his pants, zipped up, told me 'thanks.' and headed back in. I was laughing while I finished myself off."
"Horny little fucker."
"Yeah, Ryan grinned. "I was." They both laughed. "They were there for three more nights. When his dad got up and started yelling, little Billy would look at me and slip out. I'd meet him out back for some more of his little prick. And the last night, he sucked me. I didn't even ask him to! When he finished his dry cum, he just sucked my cockhead in and went to work. Swallowed every fucking drop of it, too?"
"Damn. What happened?"
"Nothing. They left the next morning. I had to wonder if that little cocksucker found a dick to work on every town they went to!"
They laughed, and their laughter quieted only when their lips met again. They stretched out together, pressing their bodies tightly together, feeling their cocks grow between them. Ryan sighed and lay back. He reached over to play with Rick's cock.
After several moments of silence, Ryan said quietly, "I'm going to miss you, Rick, after graduation. I'm going to miss you really bad." Graduation was still weeks away, but Ryan had been wondering what he would do with the whole of his senior year, alone.
Rick was quiet. Then, "I know. I've been thinking about it, too." He was quiet again for a while. "But we both knew it was coming, Ryan. Didn't we? We talked about my going to college..." He paused a while. "Oh, fuck, Ryan, I'm going to miss you so much."
They lay still and began to move again only when Rick reached over for Ryan's dick. It had gone soft, and he held it while it stiffened, then he leaned in to kiss it, then suck a moment. Ryan turned around and they moved smoothly into a 69 session. Eventually, Ryan pulled away from Rick's cock long enough to say, "Cum for me." He resumed his sucking and felt the rock hard cock in his mouth get even harder as Rick got closer. Ryan heard a soft whine from Rick, and the cock began to pump warm cum into his mouth. He swallowed quickly and sucked for more. But he couldn't help but think, 'I'm going to miss this dick, too.'
Later, long after sunset, Ryan and Rick walked hand-in-hand to the pond. Rick told Ryan how deeply he felt about him, how grateful he felt for Ryan's love, and encouraged him to look for someone who both deserved and could return Ryan's love. They couldn't help but shed some tears. By the time they got back to the tent, Ryan was ready to be entered again. Rick lay Ryan on his back and lifted his legs to his own shoulders. He fingerfucked the ass in front of him for a while, kissed the fuckhole, lubed his own cock, and pressed himself downward to enter his lover. It was long, slow fuck, Rick taking care to do everything he knew Ryan loved. His groan was loud and long when his cock erupted deep inside Ryan. He lowered Ryan's legs and lay beside him.
Before the sun came up, they made love twice more.
Before graduation, Ryan decided he needed to plan ahead for himself. He had a whole year ahead of him. And then he'd be in college himself. He finally decided to look for a job. That would put a little money in his pocket, let him save some for college -- even with the scholarships he knew he could get, it would still be expensive -- and it would keep him busy, take his mind off his being alone.
Jobs were had to find, though. Since he would in school again in the fall, he could work only certain hours. He could be fulltime during the summer, but that would change in the fall. He wanted something a little more upscale than fast-food places, and wound up being interviewed at one of the better restaurants in town.
Ryan went to Anthony's Restaurant after school to be interviewed. He was pretty nervous, never having applied for a job before. The cashier sent him to the office in the back, and he was greeted by the office manager. He insisted on being called Danny and made Ryan feel more comfortable right away. He'd already filled out an application, and Danny had it on his desk.
"I'm afraid we don't need waiters right now," Danny said. "And a waiter would need to be able to work more hours than a high school student could. But we do need a new busboy. Clearing tables for the next set of customers would be the biggest part of the job. There are other details. Interested?"
Ryan said he was interested, and Danny asked a lot of questions about his age, school work, his free time, his interests, and Ryan felt like it had been a pretty in-depth interview. And he was hired. He would begin work that weekend, working fulltime during the summer and then would work mostly on weekends and occasionally on a weekday night.
He told Rick about how things went the next day after school. Rick congratualted him and told him he knew his boss would be more than satisfied with his work. Ryan did feel a different kind of sense of achievement than he did with his schoolwork or speech contests. He was hired! And they exchanged a hug as soon as they got into Rick's room. Rick was supposed to be studying for one of his final exams, with Ryan helping with quiz questions. But they sat together on Rick's bed for a kiss. Rick reached into Ryan's lap and tugged on his belt. In another moment, the boys had their pants and briefs down to their ankles and were stroking each other's dick.
Rick held Ryan's dick still for a moment and lowered his face to it. He slowly licked around the crown of Ryan's cockhead, flicking his tongue at the sensitive spot right under the head. Then he slowly sucked. While sucking, he pushed Ryan back onto the bed. Ryan spread his knees apart as far as he could, his ankles still caught in his clothing. Rick leaned over him and continued sucking. He reached down under Ryan's ballsac and gently stroked those tiny soft hairs. Ryan sighed, closed his eyes, and gave himself to the pleasure Rick was giving him. He held off for as long as he could, and when he finally couldn't hold it in any longer, Rick pulled his face away from Ryan's dick and let his cumshots land on his face, his cheeks and chin and nose.
He lay himself up beside Ryan and let him lick the cum from his face as he smiled. Then Ryan reached over to fondle Rick's hard dick for a while. He sat up and leaned over to suck the cock he'd come to love. He swallowed every drop, too aware that there were a limited number of times he could eat that cum before Rick left.
When he showed up for work the first day, he was nervous all over again. Danny had him shadow one of their experienced busboys that evening, assisting only when he was asked. He quickly learned how much had to be balanced at the same time when returning dishes, glasses, and utensils to the kitchen. And it was the washing and re-setting of the tables as much as carrying things that made his shoulders ache by the end of the evening. And busboys did a lot more behind the scenes than Ryan had realized. The busboy he had been working with, however, said he'd done a great job and even said so in front of Danny. Danny clapped Ryan on the shoulder with a big smile, and Ryan began to feel he would do all right.
The exams for the seniors were held a week earlier than those for everyone else. Rick thought he'd done well and said that Ryan had helped a lot. Ryan's exams started the next day. Ryan found himself a little depressed, only a week away from when Rick would leave for summer session at college. But he kept his mind on his work enough that he did well, too.
Ryan had never attended a graduation before; he'd never had reason to. But he didn't want to miss this one, a big moment in Rick's life. There was an after-graduation party, so he'd invited Ryan over for a last sleepover on the weekend.
At the door to Rick's room, Ryan just stood there for a moment, looking at his lover. Rick was a great-looking guy; he'd always known that. And he was a supporting friend whom he'd miss. They came together slowly for a tender kiss. Ryan had always loved Rick's soft, moist lips, and he let his lips move across them for a while. Feeling, tasting. Then their tongues met to slowly explore the mouths they'd come to know. Ryan lay his head on Rick's shoulder, and they rocked together quietly.
"I do love you, you know," Rick said quietly.
"I know," Ryan said. He was trying to keep his voice from breaking, but he couldn't keep the tears from his eyes.
"This has been a wonderful couple of years, Ryan," Rick said.
"Here," Ryan said, reaching into his pocket. He handed Rick a small box. Rick opened it to find a simple silver ring with a single heart embossed on it. "I don't... I don't want you to forget me," Ryan said.
"I could never do that, Ryan. Thank you. I'll never forget." Rick swallowed to control his voice. "Now, come here. I want to make love to you."
They undressed slowly next to the bed, and Ryan looked carefully as Rick revealed more and more of his body, looking at it as though he'd never seen it before. Rick pulled him to the bed, and their bodies met gently, softly, their hands slowly caressing each other's face and shoulders. They kissed again, and Rick's hand moved between them to Ryan's dick. He rolled them on their sides, facing each other, and he grasped both his dick and Ryan's in the same hand. He moved them together slowly. When the precum appeared at the tip of Ryan's dick first, Rick used his thumb to spread it around both cockheads. Rick used his own precum the same way.
Ryan watched the dicks between them. His cock was throbbing, but he could also feel the heat and the throbbing of Rick's cock. They were hard, but the skin covering them was soft and sensitive. It looked as if the two cocks were making love to each other, Ryan thought. Rick reached behind him for the bottle of lube and dropped a little over the cockheads, massaging it all over the dicks with his hand. The slickness made the cocks move more freely, and Ryan felt a new heat in his groin. Rick stroked both of them together with one hand, up and down, his hand sliding easily over both of them.
Ryan sighed and watched Rick's face for a moment. Rick was looking intently at the two dicks he was massaging together. With his eyes on Rick's face, Ryan felt the sliding, throbbing cock against his own even more intensely. His cock lurched against Rick's as Ryan realized they would be cumming over each other's dick. He lay his forehead against Rick's shoulder, his eyes locking now on the two cockheads. He saw Rick's belly quiver just a second before he felt Rick's cock stiffen against his own; then it shot cum into the air. Somehow Rick managed to move his hand so the cum dropped onto Ryan's cockhead.
Ryan's own belly lurched; the touch of that warm cum on his cockhead was all it took. His cock exploded with a long hard shot; with Rick's hand covering both cockheads, Ryan's cum was added to Rick's own on their two cocks. Rick groaned in pleasure, but he managed to keep the cum covering their dicks as their cockheads shot again and again. Ryan couldn't control the quivering of his belly as he watched more and more cum covering the dicks in Rick's hand. He gasped loudly as he shot once more; he immediately felt the new heat on his dick.
Finally, both dicks were spent, and the boys lay against each other, recovering their breath. Without a word, Rick turned around into a 69 position so they could clean each other's dick with their tongues. As Ryan licked and sucked, he realized he was tasting and swallowing his own cum and Rick's at the same time.
They moved to lie in each other's arms for a while, talking quietly. Rick asked about Ryan's new job; Ryan asked about Rick's plans in college. They exchanged little kisses and gentle touches as they talked. After a while, Rick said he needed to pee, and they both went into Rick's bathroom. Each held the other's dick as their pee streamed into the water below. Even peeing, Ryan thought, even a simple thing like peeing is so special with Rick. When Ryan's stream weakened, Rick lowered a finger into it, raised his pee-covered finger to his mouth, and sucked it. He grinned at Ryan. I can do that, too, Ryan thought. And I want to taste him that way, too. He wet his finger in Rick's flowing pee and sucked it off his finger. Salty. And sweet. And Rick's.
They lay together again for a while, recovering, but Ryan needed to feel Rick's cock inside him. He moved Rick's finger between his legs to his asshole and spread his legs so Rick could reach it better. They kissed as Rick's finger pushed its way into Ryan's entrance. Ryan's assring grasped Rick's finger after it entered as though it wanted it to stay, as though it belonged there.
But Rick had other plans. He rolled Ryan onto his back and lifted his legs over his shoulders. He knew that Ryan loved to be fucked in that position, where he could watch Rick's cock enter deeply, where each thrust could be met by a shove of his ass upward as he welcomed the cock deeply. But first, Rick leaned down and licked at the fuckhole he'd been fingering. But he could wait no longer; his own dick was so hard it was almost painful. He raised up, placed his cockhead against the wet asshole, and slowly fucked inward.
Ryan sighed as he watched the thick cock disappear slowly into his fuckhole. He felt every millimeter of it as it slid against his soft, slick tissue inside. He moaned in pleasure when Rick's cock was fully in, Rick's groin pressed tightly against him. Rick began to fuck in and out slowly. Their eyes locked as the fucking continued. Ryan saw the determination on Rick's face -- and the pleasure his ass was giving his lover. Rick saw a beautiful face with a small smile as Ryan moaned softly, enjoying the fullness inside him.
But Rick soon had to abandon himself to the heat of his cock. So hot inside Ryan. So wet. He moved faster until he was almost slamming his dick in.
"OOOooo fuck aaahhhhh..." Ryan moaned loudly, arching his back with each thrust so his ass met the downward movement of the cock fucking him. Again and again. He moved his eyes to Rick's face when he heard a strangled gasp, then he felt the hard, hot cock lurch deep within him as it began to pour Rick's cum into him. More thrusts yes more cum yes more more cum fucking me, Ryan thought. Yes more fuck me oooo yes cum cummm...
Spent, Rick pulled his wet dick from Ryan's ass and let Ryan's legs fall to the bed. He lowered himself to the bed on his belly, his back aching and his dick feeling so satisfied. His fuck partner, just as satisfied, lay panting next to him. They couldn't speak; they didn't even want to for a while.
Later, Ryan rolled over and spread Rick's legs. His lovely ass, those mounds of flesh Ryan loved to fondle and kiss. He ran his fingers lightly over the smoothness and leaned in to kiss each of those cheeks. He spread them with his hands and pressed his face into the cleft between them. He inhaled, loving the scent Rick always gave him, the musk that excited him so much. He licked up across the tight asshole, then down. He licked it as though he were licking an ice cream cone, only what he was licking was a million times more pleasing. His tongue felt the wrinkles of the tight ring and washed them over and over. He finally pointed his tongue and slowly fucked it inward. Rick sighed above him as Ryan's tongue reached in deeper, licking the sides of his tunnel, moving against the silky tissue, eating his lover. Ryan tonguefucked until his tongue and jaw ached from the effort. He kissed the hole he loved.
His cock was ready. He pressed in gently, then with more force. When he felt the tight ring open for him, he shoved his cock in fast and deep. He heard Rick gasp. He pulled his cock up and fucked in and out so rapidly his cock was a blur in his eyes. He slammed the ass he loved, knowing that each time his cock moved in there Rick was receiving almost more pleasure than he could stand. Fucking in and out. Soon he felt Rick pushing back at him. He slowed his cock to let Rick catch his rhythm, and soon his inward thrusts were met by the upward pushing of Rick's ass.
"O god yes fuck me, Ryan. O fuck yes fuck me fuck me ooooo..."
And Ryan slammed in again and again, hearing the slapping of his groin against Rick's ass, the loud gasps from Rick as Ryan rammed in each time, and the rushing of the blood in his own head. He fucked as he'd never fucked before. He was loving Rick, giving him everyting he had, putting himself into the body below him... And soon his cum rose hotly from inside him, through his dick, and out his cockhead into the ass he was ramming... loving... pouring his love into Rick... pouring cum... pouring himself.. over and over...
The high sound of pleasure he was hearing stopped when Ryan realized it was his own voice. He lowered himself on top of Rick. Only then did he realize tears were flowing down his cheeks. Rick pulled himself out from under Ryan and kissed the wetness of Rick's face. Then he held him close... tight...
The next day Rick left for college.
At work that night, Ryan was unusually quiet. He was a little careless and dropped some glasses. His face was white, his eyes puffy. Danny watched him and knew that something was wrong. A really nice kid, and he's hurting bad about something, Danny thought. I'd help if I could...