***This Story is a work of fiction and should in no way reflect on Ryan Phillippe's real sexuality.
The drive to Ryan's place was over before I could blink, or so it seemed. Ryan kept one hand placed lightly on my thigh and I kept my eyes glued on him, afraid that whatever wonderful dream I was having would end any moment with the buzzing of an alarm clock.
Ryan kept glancing at me out of the corner of his eye, smiling his devilish little smile.
"I'm not going to fade away, you know," he laughed, easily guessing my thoughts. As if to prove his point, he moved his hand slowly inward until it was resting on my crotch.
"Nice," Ryan smiled, giving me a gentle squeeze. I moaned involuntarily at his touch and every nerve in my body continued to tingle.
Ryan pulled into the driveway of a one story house built in the Spanish hacienda style. Clicking a button on his dashboard, he opened the garage door and pulled in, turning off the engine.
For a moment we sat in the car in the darkened garage, neither of us saying a word. My heart was pounding so loudly that I was certain he could hear it. Then, Ryan turned towards me again and pulled me into another kiss. One of his hands held the back of my head while the other slipped under my shirt and began to explore my chest. I once again ran a hand through his curly blonde hair and slipped the other hand down into his lap. I could feel his impressive package growing through the fabric of his jeans.
Ryan suddenly pulled away from the embrace and looked into my eyes. "Come on. Lets go inside," he said, his crystal blue eyes suddenly very intense.
I followed Ryan into the house, first through the kitchen and then into a spacious living room. Ryan motioned towards the sofa and I sat down, suddenly feeling very nervous, like it was my first time all over again. He's just a guy, I told myself. But looking at him across the room as he kicked off his shoes and put a CD on, I knew that this beautiful man wasn't just any other guy.
Jazz music filled the room and Ryan walked towards me, suddenly looking almost shy. I stood up to meet him and pulled him into another deep kiss, our tongues exploring every inch of each others mouths. Ryan's hands slipped down and unbuttoned my pants as we kissed and I felt a breeze on my bare legs as they fell to the floor around my ankles.
Ryan pulled back and began to unbutton my shirt. "I don't do this all the time you know," he said, looking straight into my eyes. "I mean, I don't usually pick up strange men at clubs and bring them home."
"Me either. In fact, you're the first guy I've been with since I came to L.A." I said, smiling. Ryan finished with my buttons and pushed my shirt off. He leaned in, kissing my chest slowly. I moaned as he ran his tongue lightly over my nipples and then began to kiss his way down my chest to my stomach.
"Oh Ryan," I sighed as he pushed me backwards onto the sofa. Kneeling down, he pulled my pants off the rest of the way and began to slide his hands slowly up my legs. He soon reached the waistband of my white boxer-briefs and grabbed ahold, looking up into my eyes again. I smiled down at him as he flashed his familiar grin and yanked them down over my knees, revealing my hard cock.
Ryan leaned forward and began to kiss my cock gently, slowly. I ran my hands through his curly hair, loving the feel of it between my fingers. Ryan started to gently suck on my balls, sending shivers of delight racing throughout my body.
"Oh, God......Ryan that feels so good," I breathed out. Ryan looked up at me again, his eyes smiling, and suddenly inhaled the entire seven inches of my cock, burying his nose in my blonde pubic hair. "Oh my god...." I cried out, clenching my teeth. Ryan began to slowly bob his head up and down on my cock, his eyes never leaving my face. Within minutes, I was desperately trying to hold back from cumming by reciting in my head the names of all the U.S. Presidents in order, a trick that usually worked well. Usually!
"Ryan, I......" I moaned, attempting to warn him. It was too late, however. Unable to hold back any longer I began to cum deep into Ryan's throat. The feeling was intense as I pushed Ryan's head down on my cock and held it there.
Once the pleasure subsided I let go of Ryan's head and looked down. He was grinning up at me with a small drop of my cum on his chin, the only drop he hadn't swallowed.
"You really seemed to enjoy that!" Ryan laughed, his eyes sparkling.
"Oh, God. Ryan that was incredible. I'm sorry I didn't warn you-"
"Don't worry. I loved it," Ryan interrupted, smiling. He stood up, still fully dressed, and I gazed at the bulge in his jeans.
"I think it's my turn," I smiled up at him. Ryan looked uncertain for a moment. He ran a hand across his chin and licked the last drop of my cum off of his fingers. "Ummm...Would you mind if I fucked you?" He asked, looking into my eyes again.
I almost felt like laughing for a moment. Here was Ryan Phillippe, object of my desire and star of many masturbation fantasies on lonely nights, asking me in such an uncertain manner if I'd MIND if he fucked me!
"No," I said softly, smiling. Another killer smile broke out across Ryan's face and he held out his hand.
"Let's go to the bedroom," he said as I took his hand. What a sight we must make, I thought, as we walked across the living room and down a hallway. Ryan, fully dressed with an obvious hard on, leading me, totally naked except for my shoes and socks, by the hand.
Ryan's bedroom was almost as large as the living room, with a huge four poster bed in the center. Ryan lead me to the bed, where we kissed again. This time I could taste myself in his mouth and on his tongue.
"Just a minute," Ryan said. I sat down on the bed and started to remove my shoes as he went through a door off to the right. I'd barely gotten my shoes off when he reappeared with a condom and lubricant.
I stood up and raised his v-necked shirt up over his head. His body was a million times more incredible in person than what I'd seen on the movie screen. I lightly ran my hands across his chest and washboard stomach. I unbuttoned his jeans and slowly pulled them down, revealing a pair of black silk boxers with a very obvious tent in front. I couldn't resist giving his cock a gentle squeeze through the fabric, causing Ryan to moan softly.
I pulled his boxers down and off, leaving him standing there in nothing but that heart stopping smile. I laid back on the bed, watching as Ryan opened the condom and slid it on over his hard eight inches. He climbed up onto the bed, walking towards me on his knees. I stared at him intensely, not wanting to blink in case he'd vanish and I'd wake up.
Ryan gently began to rube some of the lubricant on my hole, slipping a finger in slowly. I flinched a little, it having been so long since I'd been with a guy. "Are you okay?" Ryan asked, obviously concerned. I smiled and nodded and he began to gently insert a second finger, moving them both in and out slowly.
"I'm ready," I smiled up at him after a few minutes of this. Ryan slowly removed his fingers and applied some of the lubricant to his cock. He slipped my legs up under his arms and leaned forward, his forehead almost touching mine. I felt the head of his cock rub against my asshole and he looked into my eyes as he very gently eased his cock in.
I gasped from the intense pain as his cock slowly slid farther into my ass. Ryan and I continued to stare into each other eyes, our foreheads touching. Ryan stopped pushing himself inside of me and allowed my ass to adjust to the size of his cock. When I felt comfortable I nodded my head slightly and he began to move his cock in and out.
As we began to build up momentum, Ryan started kissing my neck and nibbling on my earlobes as he pumped his cock in and out of me with a quickening pace.
"Oh Seth.....you're so tight.....fuck this feels so good....." Ryan moaned softly into my ear. Our bodies, drenched in sweat, continued to move in rhythm. My cock was being rubbed between our stomachs and it felt as if it were going to explode again at any second.
My entire body began to shudder with delight as Ryan's cock worked it's way in and out. All too soon, Ryan raised his head from beside mine, where he'd been sucking on my neck, and looked down into my eyes. He threw his head back as he screamed in pure pleasure and filled the condom with his cum.
Ryan collapsed down on top of me, his cock still inside of me. He began to try and catch his breath as I ran my hands up and down his sweaty back and kissed his shoulder.
After a few minutes he raised himself again and pulled his softening cock from my ass. It was only then that I realized that I had cum again while we were fucking, without even realizing it. Ryan got off the bed and threw the condom into a waste basket beside it. I suddenly wondered what would happen next. Would he ask me to leave? Would he get back into bed?
Ryan smiled at me and once again held out a hand. I took it, still wondering what he would do. Pulling me from the bed, he led me through the door he'd gone through earlier to get the condom. I found myself in a large bathroom, one side of which was taken up by a walk in shower big enough for five people.
It was to the shower that Ryan led me. He turned on the hot water and the bathroom quickly began to fill with steam as, Ryan still holding my hand, we stepped under the shower head together. The hot water felt incredible on my suddenly very exhausted body. Ryan wrapped his arms around me and put his head on my shoulder as we stood there. I ran my hands slowly through his wet hair. We remained in the embrace under the cascading water, neither of us saying a word, for several minutes.
Ryan finally pulled away and picked up a bar of soap, which he began to run across my chest and down to my stomach. Once I was fully soaped up he grinned and handed me the bar of soap. He turned around and I began to lather up his back.
Ryan turned suddenly, pulling me into another kiss. This time the passion that came with it seemed almost desperate. As the hot water poured over us and the steam grew thicker, Ryan pulled back and looked into my eyes. This time his own blue eyes looked sad.
"Seth..."
"What is it?" I asked, suddenly worried.
"I just wish...." Ryan said the words slowly, like a lost child. Then he shook his head and smiled again. "Never mind. Life's too short for silly wishes."
He turned off the shower and we walked out of the bathroom, our bodies glistening with small droplets of water. Ryan led the way back to his bed and pulled back the blankets. His eyes suddenly looked very tired. I looked at the bedside clock and was stunned to see that it was already nearing five a.m.
"Let's get some sleep." Ryan said, stifling a yawn. We got under the covers and I laid my head against Ryan's chest, which felt smooth and wet beneath my check. Ryan ran his hands through my hair and sighed quietly. I felt myself drifting off into sleep. I wondered what the next morning would bring. I felt suddenly afraid that I'd just become a one night stand to a celebrity who might not ever look at me again once the sun came up. My last conscious thought as I fell asleep was that I had just fallen in love.
To Be continued??
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