In the Silks (10 page)

“It felt…interesting.”

“Interesting? That’s it?”

“That’s all I’m saying.” Henry laughed.

“Uh-huh.” Ryan said. “Did it feel good interesting?”

Henry just looked at him and smiled.

“You know if it feels so interesting in your mouth, imagine how interesting it would feel…” Ryan trailed off as he dragged an index finger down Henry’s chest. The elevator made a noise just then. Henry’s eyes were following the trail.

When it stopped, Henry turned to Ryan and said, “Go ahead, I’ll be there in a sec.”

Ryan was skeptical, but he wasn’t sure what to do so he waited a beat and then went back into the loft, leaving the door open behind him and hoping Henry didn’t take off.

~~~~~

When Ryan went inside, Henry wasn’t sure what to do with himself. A part of him wanted to leave, but it wasn’t as great as the part that wanted to stay. He needed a minute to think. What he was doing made no sense, because for a very long time now he had played by the rules. His rules. Now he was so willing and eager to abandon them. He wanted to chalk it up to pure lust but there was more that he didn’t want to try and define right now. Adrenaline coursed through his veins as well as some liquid courage, both could be attributed to the damn Jäger bombs Ryan had given him. He hadn’t necessarily wanted them, but he didn’t dislike them. He just didn’t want to drink too much. But turning Ryan down sounded easier than it was. He leaned against the wall, willing his erection to go down before he returned to the party.

Ryan still had company, which was kind of a good thing. Henry couldn’t let anything happen as long as they were still there, and his nerve was not up to full capacity yet. He wanted it to be so very much though. He knew it wasn’t a good idea, he was opening a can of worms if he did anything. He also knew Ryan had a boyfriend and how fucked up was he, kissing and rubbing on someone else’s boyfriend? That wasn’t him, and he was already feeling guilty. He was about to go tell Ryan that he had to go when he heard him talking.

“Yeah, it’s been a long night. I think I over did it.”

Was he trying to get rid of everyone? He probably was. He probably was feeling guilty too. Hell, he probably wanted Henry to hear him and take the hint. Henry started for the elevator again. He would text Ryan a goodbye, thanks and sorry when he got home.

“Henry, where are you going? I thought you were going to help me clean up?” Ryan called to him.

Say what now?

When he turned toward the door, Ryan was leaning against the frame arms crossed watching him.

“Umm, oh yeah? Sorry, I forgot,” Henry said, confused. He went over to the door and turned sideways to get past Ryan who didn’t move an inch causing Henry to brush against him when walking by. Henry went right over to the kitchen counter and started gathering empty bottles. A few other people helped clean up as well. Henry had to do some searching for trash bags but he found them and went back to work. Ryan was at the door saying goodbye to people. Henry looked over to him. Shay was at the door her hands on Ryan’s cheeks, talking to him. She looked over to Henry, smiled, and turned back to look at Ryan. Ryan turned and looked at Henry but he didn’t have the same smile as Shay. Henry would give anything to know what was being said. Soon enough, Shay planted a kiss on Ryan’s mouth and turned to walk out the door. Over her shoulder, she waved her fingers and yelled, “Bye Henry, it was nice meeting you!”

“You too,” Henry called back but she was already out of sight. Soon enough no one was in the loft besides Henry and Ryan. Ryan walked over to where Henry was picking up cups from the side table in the living room. He grabbed the cup from Henry’s hand.

“You know you weren’t really supposed to clean up,” Ryan put the cup back on the table.

“You said-”

“I know what I said Henry. I just didn’t want you to leave.”

“Why didn’t you just say that?”

“Henry.”

“What?”

“Shut the fuck up.” Ryan grabbed Henry by the collar again. There was no hesitation this time.

Chapter 8

T
HE iPod was still playing just as loud as it had been when the party was in full swing. They were still in a lip lock when Ryan started dragging Henry by his collar toward the bedroom. The song changed as they went.
Wicked Games
by
The Weeknd.
When they were in the bedroom, standing in front of the bed, Ryan reached up and slowly wrapped his arms around Henry’s neck. Henry’s body was vibrating with need and restraint. He needed to be touching Ryan now and a lot. Ryan pulled back giving them both a chance to come up for air; he gave Henry that lop-sided grin that melted his insides. It was like Ryan knew what Henry was thinking. He leaned in, palmed Henry’s face in his hands and skimmed his lips across Henry’s.

“You want to stay with me tonight, Henry?” Ryan asked as he began rubbing his lips over Henry’s jaw and down to his neck.  Henry grabbed Ryan by the waist and pulled him in closer. He leaned into the crook of Ryan’s neck and inhaled. Ryan pushed back off Henry, and he felt the loss of contact like a gut punch.

“Answer me, Henry.”

Henry let out a deep breath before answering. “Yes, I want to stay.”

Ryan put his face back in Henry’s neck and licked, then bit him, not hard. Henry jumped but didn’t push him off. Ryan kissed Henry’s skin were he had bitten.

“Take your shirt off,” Ryan said running his hands up under Henry’s shirt.

Henry did what he was told and pulled the shirt over his head and tossed it to the side. Rather than take his off, Ryan raised his hands in the air and waited. Henry reached for the hem of Ryan’s shirt with both hands and pulled it up and off, tossing it to the side with his own.

Ryan reached for Henry’s pants, undoing them and then his own. Henry just watched him. He leaned down and took one of Henry’s nipples into his mouth. Henry’s head rolled back and he inhaled deeply. He was trying to control himself, but it was a struggle. Then he could feel that steel ball rolling around on his skin.

Yep, it felt even better there than on his tongue.

He hadn’t been this turned on since… well, since the night he met Ryan, six years earlier. He grabbed Ryan’s hips to steady himself as Ryan moved to the other nipple while sliding his hands down the back of Henry’s pants to grab his ass. Henry did the same. Ryan’s ass felt amazing; it was soft, really soft, and silky smooth. All Henry could think was how much he wanted to see it.

“I want to see you,” Henry told him in a husky voice.

Ryan stood back up releasing his grip on Henry’s ass. “You too,” he replied.

They both toed off their shoes and pulled off their jeans. Ryan had his off before Henry, and when Henry threw his to the side, he noticed Ryan had no underwear on. If it was possible, Henry got harder.

“Get on the bed Henry,” Ryan said as he sat down on the bed and scooted his ass up to the middle. He stuck his tongue out as he went, and Henry leaned in close as he was climbing onto the bed to see the ring up close. Ryan must have known what he was doing because he leaned in closer and stuck his tongue out further to show it off. Henry gulped when he read the words, super-size it. He had to chuckle. Ryan hitched up an eyebrow. Henry was going to say something, but Ryan cut him off by bringing his mouth to Henry’s again.

He leaned into Ryan’s kiss, running his hands down Ryan’s torso, across his stomach, and then lower. Ryan bucked his hips upward. Henry still didn’t grab hold of him, just rubbed his hand over Ryan’s hardened flesh, palming it.

Ryan reached for Henry’s dick. Henry broke the kiss to moan and Ryan let him go long enough to lick his palm, slowly, keeping eye contact with Henry. Then put it back on Henry and begin stroking him.

“Give me your hand,” Ryan said pushing his hips up.

Henry took his hand off Ryan and put it up by Ryan’s face. Ryan leaned down and licked Henry’s palm. Then, he guided it back to his groin and Henry began to stroke him, trying to match the rhythm that Ryan had set.

After a few minutes, Ryan shifted so that he was on top of Henry. Loosening his grip on Henry long enough to adjust himself, Ryan spread his legs, leaned down, and kissed Henry once more, before sitting up and grabbing both of their erections in his hands. As soon as Ryan began to move, Henry thought he was going to lose it. Never, he had never done anything like this. He had never
felt
anything like this.

Ryan straddled Henry’s hips and rocked his own back and forth, letting his hands work in sync with his body. Henry had to close his eyes, feeling this was overwhelming enough but seeing it was going to undo him for sure. Henry felt as if his whole body came alive.

Ryan leaned down to Henry’s ear and spoke, “I want to suck you off Henry.”

Henry moaned and licked his lips.

“You want me to do that? Tell me.”

“I want that,” Henry said, nodding.

Ryan was still stroking them both together. “Has anyone with a dick ever sucked you before?”

Henry didn’t answer. Ryan gave him a squeeze, making Henry’s hips jerk up. “Well, have they?”

Henry was panting at this point. He shook his head, “No.”

“I didn’t think so.”

Henry wanted to be embarrassed, but he was too turned on at the moment to feel anything other than lust.

“Have you ever sucked someone off?”

Henry shook his head again.

“You think you want to try it?” Ryan asked still stroking.

Henry nodded enthusiastically, biting his lip.

“Good. I get to go first,” Ryan said. When Henry opened his eyes, Ryan was smiling at him with a devilish grin. Ryan kissed him on the mouth. Then, beginning at his jaw, he kissed and licked his way down Henry’s body, scooting back the lower he got. When he reached Henry’s lower abdomen, he nuzzled the hair there with his nose and cheek before going lower. Henry could feel the coarse stubble on Ryan’s face scratching his inner thigh; it felt so good. Lifting Henry’s cock to his mouth, Ryan licked the head several times around before working his way down Henry’s shaft then back up again. When he reached the top again, he took Henry in his mouth. Henry was trying desperately not to lose it, but damn this was just too good. He groaned like a feral animal.

Ryan let Henry go long enough to push Henry’s thighs open wider and lay himself flat on his stomach between them. Henry could see his ass gyrating against the mattress. Then Ryan took Henry back in his mouth; Henry tried hard not start bucking his hips. He always stayed still when a girl went down on him because they would freak if he started moving. Especially, Jackie, and she would stop altogether if he even put his hands near her head. Even if it was just lightly, no way were you allowed to touch her. As if reading his mind, yet again, Ryan pulled off him and looked up, “Come on Henry, fuck my mouth. I can take it. I want it.” Then he put his head back down and kept working Henry over.

Henry hesitated a bit but then slid his hands into Ryan’s hair and gripped it. Not hard though. He moved his hips a little but when Ryan reached down with one hand and tugged on Henry’s sac, all bets were off. Henry tightened his grip and began to gently thrust his hips up. A few times he stopped when he thought that he might have done it too hard when he heard Ryan gag or cough. But Ryan never stopped and never said a word. As a matter of fact, the more Henry reacted and moved, the more vigorous Ryan was with his efforts. Henry could feel Ryan’s moans reverberate through his cock. That felt fucking amazing. After some time, Henry was too close to stop the inevitable. He had never had a blow job like this in his life, and he wanted to make it last longer, but there was just no way. And as much as he loved it, he was eager to have Ryan in his mouth. He was a little nervous though, never having done that before. Watching it and feeling it were one thing, doing it was another. His thoughts were interrupted by that all too familiar tingle. Ryan must have been able to tell that he was about to come. Henry moaned, “I’m gonna come.”

He tried to push Ryan up off of him. Ryan just tightened his grip where he was holding Henry’s hip. He scooted up onto his knees, working Henry over faster and harder. When he did, Henry could see his gorgeous ass propped up in the air, and it sent him over the edge. Within seconds, Henry was coming with Ryan’s lips still wrapped around him. Ryan kept sucking him until Henry was shaking. Another first. No one had ever swallowed, ever. He had never asked anyone too, but they had never offered either.

Ryan released him and crawled up Henry’s body. He grabbed Henry by the face and pulled him in for a kiss. He tasted himself on Ryan’s lips and had he not already shot his load that would have done it right there. They kissed for a few minutes while Henry tried to recover, waiting for his erratic breaths to calm. When they finally did, Henry pushed up and rolled Ryan to his back, still kissing him. Ryan spread his legs wide and let them fall to the sides. When Henry broke from Ryan’s mouth and started kissing his ear, Ryan asked, “You nervous?”

Henry didn’t stop what he was doing. He shook his head. He was lying of course.

“If you want to stop, just tell me,” Ryan said grinding himself against Henry.

Henry stopped what he was doing and looked up at him. “Trust me, I’m not going to want to stop. Just be sure to tell me how I’m doing. I have no frame of reference here.” Henry smiled at him shyly and then dragged his open mouth down Ryan’s chest.

“Sure you do, do what I did,” Ryan said.

“I don’t think I could,” Henry said. He stopped for a second and then added, “Not that I don’t want too; it’s just, damn that was amazing. Amateur over here.” He was rambling. Now his nerves were kicking in.

“Henry, shut up and keep going,” Ryan said with a chuckle.

Henry licked him all over. The way Ryan had done to him. The taste of his skin was intoxicating. Henry wanted all of him; he was greedy, this was something he had wanted for a very long time and for tonight, he had it. He wasn’t going to let the opportunity slip by again. He dipped his head lower and lapped at Ryan’s balls, making him moan and grab for Henry’s shoulder.

“Fuck, yes,” Ryan moaned as he writhed around on the bed. Henry wanted it to last for as long as possible, but he knew the state Ryan was in, and he wanted to get him off more than anything else. Henry took Ryan into his mouth and began to suck him as hard as he could. It was sloppy and uncoordinated. His teeth got in the way a few times; he knew because Ryan would hiss and dig his fingers into Henry’s shoulders. Henry was consciously trying to be careful with his teeth. He used one hand to hold Ryan’s shaft, and one to caress Ryan’s sac. It didn’t take long before Ryan was ready.

“Fuck, fuck, Henry I’m gonna come. Oh my God, please don’t fucking stop. Please.”

Henry shook his head and moaned, wanting to tell him no, hell no, he wouldn’t stop. Ryan had nothing to worry about there. Ryan began bucking his hips, and then he let out a long loud moan and came. When the first burst hit his tongue, Henry was a bit unprepared and began to pull off. But before he could, the second one was there, and he willed himself to hold steady. He was damn impressed with himself and getting hard again. He hadn’t expected that swallowing Ryan’s cum had him so turned on that he was ready to go again.
Who
knew?

When Ryan stopped quivering, Henry pulled off of him and crawled up to lay by his side. Ryan rolled into Henry and buried his head against his chest. Henry rubbed his back a few times and then lay back against the mattress, pulling Ryan over with him.

“Oh my God. I don’t believe you.” Ryan mumbled against Henry’s chest.

“You don’t believe what?” Henry questioned, raising one eyebrow.

“I don’t believe you. You said that you’ve never done that before. That was too good to be a first. And you swallowed.”

Henry laughed, “What can I say? I’ve been waiting to do that for a long time. I actually never thought I would get to.” He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. Ryan lifted his head and looked at him. “Why not? You mean with me or in general?”

“Never mind, don’t worry about it.” Henry gave a hint of a smile, but he was already over thinking things and he was still hard.

“You can tell me you know. I’m not going to judge you. Hell, I have no place to judge anyone,” Ryan said and laughed, but there was no humor in it. Henry merely smiled, it wasn’t the tone that he was used to hearing from him and he wasn’t quite sure how to respond. Ryan was rubbing a thumb over Henry’s nipple.

“There’s nothing to tell. I just want to enjoy this, here, right now,” Henry said reaching down to try and adjust himself.

Ryan swatted his hand away. “Tonight, that’s mine,” reaching his own hand down and taking Henry in an uncompromising grip. Henry’s breath hitched.

He lay back and pulled Ryan’s head down to him for a kiss. This was all too good to be true, he was sure of it. They made out while Ryan jacked Henry off. This time he came quicker and not as hard as he had the first time. When he started shaking and was wrung dry, Ryan lifted his hand and rubbed his sticky fingers between their lips. They kissed with Ryan’s fingers between both of their mouths, covered in Henry’s hot sticky seed. It was the most debauched, erotic thing that he had ever done and it was amazing.