Chapter Nineteen
“Wow.”
Ryan stared in amazement at Fabian’s apartment. Not only was it tidier than Ryan had ever seen it, it looked like some sort of fantasy sex den. The room was mood lit with a combination of dim lamps, candles, and white fairy lights, which made the red walls seem extra sultry. The candles must have been scented because there was an intoxicating sweet and spicy aroma
filling the small space.
Also, there were sex toys on the bed.
And if all that wasn’t enough, Fabian was wearing a sleeveless black jumpsuit with flared legs and a plunging V-neck, as well as smoky black eye makeup and dark red lipstick.
Even Ryan’s wildest sexual fantasies weren’t this good.
“Just in case you weren’t clear about what I want tonight,” Fabian said, reaching up to drape his arms around Ryan’s neck, “I thought I’d spell it out.”
He pulled Ryan down for a kiss. Dimly, Ryan worried about ruining his lipstick, but then he stopped caring because Fabian’s mouth was hot and urgent on his.
“Mm,” Fabian murmured happily when he pulled away. “I’ve been looking forward to that.”
Miraculously, Fabian’s lipstick hadn’t been ruined. It must be some sort of invincible lipstick. That was good news because Ryan hoped to do a lot
more kissing tonight.
“You look incredible,” he said.
“You like?” Fabian released him, then did a little twirl. “A friend made it for me. I’m afraid it will have to come off for what I have planned.”
“I’m okay with that. But can I kiss you some more first?”
“Oh yes.”
This time Ryan hoisted Fabian up, and Fabian wrapped his legs around Ryan’s waist. Ryan pinned him against a wall and kissed him the way he’d been wanting to for days. He dipped his head so he could work on Fabian’s gorgeous neck, which made Fabian gasp and squirm in his arms.
“God, you’re good at that,” Fabian panted. “Missed you.”
Ryan chuckled. “It’s only been a couple of days.”
“You missed me too. Admit it.”
Ryan licked his Adam’s apple. “I missed you.”
Fabian sighed happily and said, “I am so excited to play with you.”
Ryan loved the way Fabian talked about sex. Playing. That’s what it was.
Just fun and games. Nothing to worry about.
When Ryan let Fabian get his feet back on the floor, Ryan could see the very prominent outline of Fabian’s erection pressing against the tight fabric of his jumpsuit. Fabian’s hair was disheveled but his makeup remained flawless, and Ryan had never seen anything sexier in his life.
“Are you sure you have to take that off?” Ryan asked, trailing a finger along the V of the plunging neckline.
“I think you’ll like what’s underneath.”
Fabian turned so Ryan could unzip him. “I have some wine, if you want,”
Fabian offered.
“Not thirsty.” Ryan pinched the zipper’s narrow tab between his thick fingers and slowly pulled it down, fascinated by the reveal of Fabian’s skin as he went. He was expecting Fabian to be naked underneath, but when the fabric slipped off Fabian’s shoulders and pooled at his feet Ryan could see
that he was wearing...
“Holy shit.”
Fabian glanced back over his shoulder. “It was a risk, I know. But I thought you might like it.”
“Yeah.” Ryan swallowed hard. “I like it.” He’d never seen a man wearing lace underwear in person before. Panties, Ryan supposed was the best word.
It was hot as fuck.
He smoothed his palm over the delicate black lace that stretched over the perfect globes of Fabian’s ass. Without even thinking about it, he ran his thumb down the seam that dipped into Fabian’s crack, and Fabian moaned his approval.
“I love wearing lace,” Fabian said. He reached back and covered Ryan’s hands with his own, guiding him. Ryan stepped closer so the bulge in his jeans pressed against Fabian’s ass.
“I wouldn’t mind if you wore it all the time,” Ryan growled.
Fabian tipped his head back. “How about you take your shirt off? I want to see that gorgeous chest.”
Ryan stepped back so he could pull his T-shirt off. Fabian turned to face him, and now Ryan could see Fabian’s erection straining against the lace.
“Oh fuck,” Ryan said. He gripped himself through his jeans as a powerful jolt of arousal shot through him.
Fabian’s lips curved into a devilish smile as he fingered his sparkling, heart-shaped nipple piercing. “What do you want, Ryan? We have all night.”
Ryan dropped to his knees. He was overwhelmed by the desire to get his mouth on the lace that was pulled tight against Fabian’s cock. He started by nuzzling him there, then rubbing his face and beard against his dick as Fabian moaned. “God, you do love it.”
Ryan opened his mouth and pressed it against Fabian’s rigid shaft. He felt wild with lust. Some fucked-up part of him wished his teammates could see him now, on his knees for a man wearing lace underwear and makeup.
They’d never understand. This wasn’t for them to understand. This had nothing to do with them, and Ryan couldn’t be happier about it.
He licked and kissed until Fabian gasped, “Stop. Fuck. I don’t want to come yet.”
Ryan liked the idea of Fabian coming while still wearing the underwear, but he obeyed and pulled back. Fabian caressed Ryan’s cheek with the back of his hand. “You’re too good to be true, Ryan Price.”
Ryan turned his head and caught Fabian’s thumb between his teeth. His mind was so wonderfully focused right now. He wasn’t nervous or unsure of himself. He wanted to make Fabian feel good. He wanted to fuck.
“Can I just say, jeans and no shirt is a very good look for you.” Fabian almost sounded drunk, but Ryan doubted he’d had a drop of alcohol. He grinned and stood up so Fabian could get a good look.
“Oh yes,” Fabian purred. He stepped forward and ran his hands over
Ryan’s chest. “I love all this hair.”
“Yeah? I thought about waxing it.”
“Don’t you dare.” Fabian rested his fingers on Ryan’s belt buckle. “May I?”
Ryan nodded. He couldn’t deny Fabian anything right now. Not when he was gazing up at him through those long lashes, his eyelids shimmering with black shadow. Ryan dipped his head to kiss Fabian again. He liked that Fabian made him feel attractive. Made him feel...sexy.
Fabian worked open Ryan’s belt while they kissed, then popped open the top two buttons of Ryan’s fly. He stepped back to admire his work as Ryan stood panting, unable to feel even a little self-conscious.
“Let me just commit this to memory,” Fabian said. “Because you look absolutely perfect right now.”
Ryan laughed, and then he may have flexed his ab muscles a bit.
“Oof. Okay,” Fabian said. “Let’s have some fun.”
Fabian went to the bed and lay on his side. Ryan remained standing at the end of the bed because he couldn’t get enough of this image of Fabian sprawled out in a decadent offering. It was the very picture of hedonism, and Ryan still couldn’t believe any of this was really happening to him.
“So,” Fabian said, his fingers walking playfully across the mattress toward the large, purple dildo, “this is the one I promised to review.”
“Should we, uh, start with that, then?”
Fabian held it up and turned it over. “It’s awfully big. Maybe you could get me ready for it?”
Oh hell yes. Ryan was definitely into that. He wanted to get Fabian all loose and open and begging to be filled with that thing. And then maybe with Ryan’s cock.
“And it doesn’t necessarily have to be me on the receiving end,” Fabian said. “I love it all.”
Oh. Ryan had always topped, in the past. It was probably because of his size, but his partners had always wanted him to fuck them.
“Only if you want,” Fabian said quickly. “I’m happy either way. Or we can do both. Like I said, we’ve got all night.”
Ryan decided to try saying what he wanted, without worrying about how embarrassing it might sound. “I want to see you with that dildo in you. I want to watch you take it.”
Fabian’s eyes widened. “My goodness, Ryan. Come over here and tell me more of your good ideas.”
Ryan shucked his pants and socks but left his briefs on, then covered Fabian’s body with his own, kissing him hungrily. He rolled his hips so his own erection ground against Fabian’s, letting Fabian know how turned on he was.
“Oh god,” Fabian gasped. “Tell me what you want to do to me. Tell me.”
Ryan couldn’t come up with words, so he just kept kissing him everywhere. Down his neck, across his chest to his nipple piercing, then
down to his belly button. He licked a long stripe up the length of Fabian’s cock, still trapped by the lace underwear, then returned to Fabian’s mouth.
Fabian gripped Ryan’s cock outside his briefs and squeezed, and Ryan thrust involuntarily into his hand. “Fuck yes. Touch me.”
Fabian shoved his hand inside Ryan’s briefs and wrapped his slim fingers around his rock-hard dick. “Keep talking,” Fabian murmured into his ear.
Dirty talk was extremely far outside of Ryan’s comfort zone, but he wanted to be able to do it for Fabian. It was such a small, simple thing, putting the desires that were filling his head into words. He could try. He was safe here.
“I want to stay in this room forever and make you come over and over again. You’re so fucking beautiful.”
“Ryan,” Fabian whimpered. “More please.”
“I want your red lips around my dick.” Ryan did flush after he said that.
He couldn’t help it. But Fabian’s only reaction was to plant both hands on Ryan’s chest and tip him onto the mattress.
“My pleasure,” he said, then wriggled down Ryan’s body and tugged his briefs down to his thighs. Ryan’s cock thudded against his stomach, and then Fabian wrapped his fingers around the base and took the head into his mouth.
“Oh god. Fuck.” If Ryan didn’t get off tonight, then there was a very real possibility that he might never achieve orgasm ever again in his life. He would never be in a situation this hot again, he was sure of it.
He watched Fabian suck him off as pleasure built but never threatened to spill over into orgasm. It was perfect. He wanted to ride this feeling for as long as possible. But he also really did want to see how many times Fabian could come.
He stopped Fabian by resting a gentle hand on his cheek. “That felt amazing. Thank you.”
Fabian pulled off with a parting lick, and then kissed the inside of Ryan’s thigh. “I certainly don’t mind doing that for a whole lot longer, if you like.”
“I want to try this on you.” Ryan turned his head and grabbed the dildo. It was large, and sort of complicated looking. It had a curvy part at the bottom and a springy part at the top. Ryan studied the toy, brow furrowed, and Fabian laughed. “I’ll talk you through it. It will be fun, I promise.”
He made a shooing gesture with his hands at Ryan. “Get up for a second.
I have to put a towel down. This comforter needs two dryer cycles and I’m
not made of money.”
Ryan stood and decided he may as well take his underwear all the way off. Fabian quickly set things up the way he wanted on the bed, plopping a pillow in the middle of the mattress and layering a couple towels on top.
“Sorry,” he said. “I know this isn’t super sexy.”
Ryan was pretty sure Fabian could unclog a drain and be sexy if he was wearing lace underwear and makeup. “Don’t worry. I’m plenty turned on.”
Fabian smiled over his shoulder. “Good.” He finished his work, then stood in front of Ryan. “Now then.” He tucked his thumbs into the waistband of his lace underwear and slid them down over his slim hips.
Ryan would have been dismayed, except without the underwear he could see that Fabian was wearing a black ring around the base of his cock and behind his balls.
“Holy hell,” Ryan said. Fabian was like one of those presents that you just keep unwrapping. What would Ryan find under the cock ring? A tattoo of his own name?
“It helps with endurance,” Fabian explained. He glanced down. “I also like how it makes my balls look.”
“Yeah,” Ryan said hoarsely. “Looks good.”
Fabian grabbed the bottle of lube that had been on the mattress next to the dildo and handed it to Ryan. “Use plenty. I’ve got more.” He lay on his back with his ass positioned on the pillow. “Start with your fingers,” Fabian instructed. “Have you done this part before?”
“Uh, yeah. Been a while, but yes.” Ryan poured lube on his fingers and Fabian spread his legs. Fabian’s slender, curved cock was like steel, and his balls looked ready to burst, choked by the silicone ring. Ryan couldn’t stop himself from brushing a fingertip over them.
“Ahh.” Fabian trembled, and his balls twitched under Ryan’s touch. God, they were so tight. He trailed his fingers down to Fabian’s hole, and began tracing light circles. He was going to take such good care of him. He would worship him the way he deserved, and then he would let him take whatever he wanted.
Fabian was having a fantastic time.
“Just tease me with the tip for a bit,” he suggested. “Get me loose.”
Ryan gently nudged his hole with the lubricated tip of the dildo, not quite pushing it inside. He was so obedient and sweet. Fabian wanted to do this for Ryan sometime. He wanted to show him how incredible toys could be, how good it felt to have a vibrator or beads inside you. For now he would have to lead by example.
“I think the top button makes it vibrate a little. Turn it on,” Fabian instructed. Ryan frowned at the base of the vibrator for a moment, then pressed the correct button. The toy began buzzing gently against Fabian’s hole. “Mm. That’s perfect. Keep it like that for a bit.”
Fabian stretched his arms over his head and sighed, loving the feeling of utter relaxation that washed over him. After a couple of minutes he said, “You could try a finger now. Lots of lube, okay?”
“Yeah.” Ryan’s voice sounded strangled, which Fabian loved. He watched with interest as Ryan inserted the tip of one of his strong, thick fingers inside.
“God, those fingers. That’s so good, Ryan. Open me up.”
Ryan rolled the vibrating head of the dildo along Fabian’s balls and shaft as he worked him open. Christ, Fabian hadn’t even thought to ask for that.
He moaned his approval.
Fabian had been with lovers who would be telling him how hot and tight his ass was right now, but Ryan only seemed to be able to stare in speechless wonder. Which was perfectly charming in its own way.
“Want more,” Fabian murmured. “Give me the toy. Turn it off first.”
He let out a long breath as Ryan gently guided the head of the dildo into Fabian’s ass. Oof. No matter how many times he did this, that first moment
of penetration was always exhilarating.
“Good?” Ryan asked.
“Divine. Now you can get creative. Turn it, wiggle it, pull it back out.
You decide.”
Ryan’s brows pinched in an expression of deep concentration as he slowly rotated the toy, and then popped the head back out.
“Oh! Yes. Deeper this time.”
Ryan did as told, but first he gripped one of Fabian’s thighs in his hand and carefully pushed it back to better expose Fabian’s hole. Fuck, those hands. So strong.
“More. Deeper.” When the dildo was all the way in, Fabian’s eyes rolled back. “Oh Jesus. That’s good. Is the bendy part that sticks out touching my
perineum?”
“That’s, like, your taint, right?”
“Yes, cutie.”
“Yup. It’s there.”
“Okay. So, I read the manual before you came over. It vibrates at five different speeds, and it also thrusts at three different speeds. So let’s start by going through the vibrator settings, and then we’ll get to thrusting.”
Ryan pressed the vibration button, and a very low-grade buzz tickled Fabian’s ass. “Okay. Go higher. That feels like nothing.”
“How about now?”
“Did you press the button?”
“Yes.”
“Press it again. Feels the same.” Fabian drummed his fingers on the
mattress, waiting. “Ryan?”
“I pressed it.”
Fabian let out an exasperated sigh. “This sucks. Press it again. And I swear to god if—aaah!” Fabian arched off the bed as the toy suddenly rattled like a busted washing machine inside him. “Turn it off! What the fuck! Turn it off!”
Ryan turned it off, and Fabian could see that he was trying not to laugh.
Fabian glared at him. “Next time I’m going to stick weird toys in your ass, Giggles.”
“Seems to go from zero to a hundred in a hurry, huh?”
He huffed. “I’m almost scared to suggest this, but I suppose we should
try the thrusting feature.”
“You sure?”
“Yes. But lowest setting only!”
Ryan nodded, still biting his lip to hold back laughter, and pressed the
bottom button.
“Ow! Fuck! Stop! Take it out!”
Ryan removed the toy as fast as he could without hurting Fabian. “What did it do?”
“God, it was, like, pinching the inside of my ass. It was not a good feeling.”
Ryan frowned at the toy as if he was thinking about punching it, which made Fabian laugh. “Just throw it in the sink.”
Ryan darted to the bathroom, where he presumably dropped the terrible toy into the sink, and returned to the bed. “So it’s not getting a good review?”
They both cracked up, laughing until they became tangled in each other on the bed. “Oh god,” Fabian wheezed, “this was supposed to be such a sexy evening.”
“It’s still sexy,” Ryan assured him, and kissed Fabian’s hair. “Sorry that toy didn’t work right, because I loved watching you take it.”
“Did you?”
“Mmhm.” Ryan shifted them so Fabian was flat on his back, Ryan covering him, and kissed him breathless. Ryan’s cock had probably flagged a bit during the sex toy disaster and the laughing fit that followed, but it was like steel now. Fabian pressed his own erection against Ryan’s stomach, letting him know that he was very much still interested in more.
“I have condoms. If you’d like to fuck me.”
Ryan froze. “Could I?”
“No sense in wasting all that prep work,” Fabian said with a wry smile.
Then he kissed Ryan’s cheek and whispered. “I have been dying to have that cock in me. So, yes, Ryan. You can fuck me. Please fuck me.”
Ryan growled and wrapped one of his giant hands around Fabian’s aching cock. When he stroked, Fabian cried out like he’d been electrocuted.
“God, you’re so hard with that thing on,” Ryan said, one finger tracing the ring of silicone that was wrapped snug around Fabian’s cock and balls.
“Can I suck you?”
“Oh, I suppose,” Fabian said with an exaggerated sigh.
Ryan’s lips twitched up in a bit of a smile, and then he slid down to take Fabian into his mouth. It was heavenly, and even more so when Ryan thrust
two fingers inside him.
“Oh, Ryan. Yes. Just like that.”
Ryan pulled off and said, “Want you to come.”
“I definitely will. Especially if—aah.” Fabian shuddered when Ryan sucked his tight ball sac into his mouth. “Oh, I love that. Keep going.”
Fabian put a hand around his own cock and stroked, loving the triple sensation of having his ass, balls, and cock stimulated.
“I’m close. Fuck.” God, it was embarrassing how easily Fabian came undone, even with a cock ring, but there was nothing to be done about it.
His whole body was trembling with the need for release.
“Do it,” Ryan commanded, then gave Fabian’s balls another lick. “Let it out.”
Fabian only had time to whimper before he erupted. His release sprang from his cock in ribbons and landed on his chest and stomach.
After it was over, he closed his eyes and sank into the pillows. “That was incredible,” he sighed.
“Are you done?” Ryan asked. He was kneeling between Fabian’s limp thighs, holding his own throbbing erection. “It’s okay if you want to go to sleep.”
“Oh god no,” Fabian assured him. “I really want your cock in me.” He blew out a breath. “Soon, I mean. Give me a second.”
“We don’t have to if—”
Fabian sat up and grabbed Ryan’s face with both hands. “I want to. I’ve possibly never wanted anything more, all right?”
Ryan smiled. “Okay.”
Fabian wedged a finger between the silicone ring and his softening cock.
“I’m taking this off, though.” He carefully eased it off, then took it to the bathroom to join the dildo in the sink, and gave his chest and stomach a quick wipe.
“You good?” he asked when he returned to the bedroom.
“I’m great. Fuck, that was hot.” Ryan was stroking himself, which Fabian liked. He really hoped Ryan could come tonight. He opened the nightstand drawer and pulled out a strip of condoms.
“So,” he asked, “how do you want me?”
Ryan didn’t even know how he wanted Fabian. Every way at once, if he was being honest.
“I want to see you,” he said. “Maybe...could you be on top?”
Fabian smiled. “I can definitely be on top. You just made a very wise decision.”
Ryan kissed him, grateful that Fabian made this so easy. He settled himself on the mattress and waited for Fabian for make the next move.
But Fabian didn’t budge from where he was kneeling at the end of the bed. “Do you have any idea how hot you are?” Fabian asked.
Ryan shook his head, which made Fabian glare at him. “I would like to live between these thighs. They are spectacular.” He crawled up the bed until his face was between them. “Right here. This is where I want to build a home.”
Ryan laughed. “You can thank hockey for that.”
“Ugh. I guess it’s good for something. Does hockey give you huge, gorgeous balls too?”
“No,” Ryan gasped as Fabian took one of his balls into his mouth.
“That’s just me.”
Fabian hummed his approval, which made Ryan moan. Fabian sucked his balls and then his cock for a while, and then kissed his way up to Ryan’s mouth.
Ryan was so ready. He was buzzing everywhere, desperate for release.
He was sure he could do it tonight.
Fabian retrieved the strip of condoms from somewhere on the bed and tore one packet off. He opened it and raised an eyebrow. “Shall I get you
dressed?”
Ryan grinned. “Sure.”
Fabian slipped the condom over the head of Ryan’s cock and rolled it down the shaft, then grabbed the lube and got to work slicking him up.
“When was the last time you came?” Fabian’s tone was casual, as if asking about the weather.
God, when was it? Ryan had successfully gotten himself off in the shower one morning, but that seemed like ages ago now. “I don’t know.
Two weeks? Maybe a little longer?”
Fabian looked at him with sympathy. “Oh, sweetheart. Let’s see what we can do about that.”
Ryan just nodded. Please, yes. Let’s do that.
Fabian lined himself up, then sank down on Ryan’s cock. They both moaned at the same time as Ryan slipped in with very little resistance.
“Oh, I like this toy,” Fabian purred when Ryan was fully inside him.
“You’re so fucking big. It feels amazing.” Ryan noticed that Fabian was almost fully hard again. Unreal.
He let Fabian take the lead at first, staying as still as possible as Fabian fucked himself on his cock. He didn’t want to hurt him, and he also really enjoyed watching Fabian work himself on him.
It felt incredible, but if he was going to come, he was going to have to
start thrusting.
“Can I move? Are you okay?” he asked.
“Yeah, I’m good. Fuck me.”
Ryan did. He held Fabian’s hips and pounded up into him as Fabian threw his head back and groaned. Ryan was mesmerized by his beauty.
How could anything so stunning be on top of him right now? How could Ryan be inside him?
Oh fuck. Ryan was getting wonderfully close. “Can I—can you get on your back? I think that could work.”
Fabian’s face lit up. “Hell yes. Let’s get you off.”
They switched so Fabian was on his back, and he wrapped his legs around Ryan when Ryan entered him again. “Can you come again?” Ryan grunted.
Fabian began stroking his own cock. “I think so. Keep going.”
Ryan adjusted his angle, hoping he was skilled enough to target Fabian’s prostate with his thrusts.
“Right there,” Fabian gasped. “That’s perfect, darling.”
Ryan smiled, pleased with himself. When was the last time he had smiled during sex? Fabian noticed, and he grinned right back at him.
“Kiss me,” Fabian whispered. “Please.”
Ryan slowed his thrusts, then brought his mouth down on Fabian’s. He expected Fabian to greet him with a wild, passionate kiss, but instead it was slow and sweet. Ryan sank into it, his head swimming.
“You,” Fabian breathed against his lips, “are incredible.”
Ryan kissed him again, trying to match Fabian’s tenderness. Trying to show him how much all of this meant to him. When he couldn’t hold off any longer, he began to roll his hips, sliding in and out of Fabian in long, slow thrusts.
“Mm. Don’t stop,” Fabian murmured. “Feels so good.”
Ryan didn’t want to stop. Every thrust was sending waves of pleasure through him, driving him toward release. Finally, he could feel that pressure at the base of his spine and in his balls that was usually so elusive. “Fuck, I
think I might come.”
“Really? Come on. I’m close too.”
Ryan lost all semblance of rhythm as he chased his orgasm. It was right there.
“Can you pull out?” Fabian asked. “I want to see it. I want it all over me.”
Oh fuck. That did it. Ryan pulled out and ripped the condom off just as he felt the first wondrous pulse of his release. He gasped with relief as strand after strand of come burst out of him, falling all over Fabian’s chest and neck. A second later, Fabian cried out, and an impressive amount of come joined Ryan’s, considering it was Fabian’s second orgasm.
“Holy fucking god,” Ryan panted as he flopped onto the bed next to Fabian. “Thank you. Fuck, I needed that.”
Fabian turned his head and smiled at him. “I knew we’d figure it out.
That was lovely to watch.”
They stayed on the bed until their chests stopped heaving, and then they took turns getting cleaned up. When Ryan came out of the bathroom, Fabian patted the mattress beside him. “Come snuggle.”
Fabian made himself comfortable with his head on Ryan’s chest, then took Ryan’s hand and tangled their fingers together.
“Thank you,” Ryan said. “For everything tonight. No one has ever put
this much effort into...”
“Seducing you?”
Ryan huffed. “Yeah. I guess.”
“Stick with me,” Fabian murmured sleepily, “and you’ll be bewitched, bothered, and bewildered.”
“Bothered?” Ryan teased, but he was mentally stuck on Fabian’s suggestion of sticking with him.
“Oh, I can be very annoying,” Fabian said. “Fair warning.”
Ryan hugged him tighter. “Noted.”
Ryan realized, as he drifted off to sleep, that he hadn’t thought about his flight in the morning once all evening.