Note: Always practice safe sex. This is just fiction so Jason and Ryan can do anything they want. But we are real people and we need to be careful.
Note: Yes! There's gonna be a sex scene in my stories again. Let me just warn you that I'm not good with sex scenes but I just had to write this scene into the story.
*************** Angel of Mine 5 ***************
*********** Jason's POV ***********
The only thing I want right now is Ryan. That was my only dream. Ryan on my bed with me. A very beautiful dream. But reality is that I was all lone inside one of the bars in New York.
I didn't know just how much beer I had already had or just how drunk I was. I just know that I was drinking a bottle of beer and feeling so crappy as I sit on the bar. I knew that a lot of guys were dancing behind me and probably making out with their boyfriends.
"Would you like to buy me a drink?" A soft voice whispered to me. I looked to my right and to my surprise, I saw the most gorgeous guy on the planet smiling at me.
"Ryan?!" I didn't know what he was doing here but he went behind me and put his arms around me, hugging me and resting his chin on my shoulders. Instead of answering me, he ordered a Long Island iced tea.
"I hope that you're not here with anybody," Ryan said as he breathed into my ear. I was about to answer him when I felt his lips on my earlobes. He was nibbling on my ear! I sort of moaned out as I felt his moist, wet lips sucking my earlobes gently, erotically.
"Wh-what are you doing?" I stammered out as he swiveled the stool around and made me face him. He grinned at me a little teasingly and then he leaned down and gave me the most perfect kiss I have ever received. His soft velvety lips meeting mine. His tongue slowly snaking into my mouth.
"Kissing you," Ryan said with a soft laugh as he pulled away from me. Then we heard a new song starting to be played. "Hey, it's our song."
"We have a song?" I was so dazed by what he was saying and what he was doing. This couldn't be Ryan, not the huge macho, manly Ryan I met in Texas. No matter how much I wanted him to be gay, I knew that he couldn't possibly be gay. How could he be gay if he had lived all his life in a small rural town in Texas? Ryan is one of those macho redneck guys that's straighter than an arrow.
"We have one now," Ryan pulled me to the dance floor. I wasn't really paying any attention to anyone else as Ryan pulled me close to him. My chest against his. His hand on my hips and my hand were on his shoulders. A very romantic song was being played as we danced.
When I first saw you I already knew There was something inside of you Something I thought that I would never find Angel of Mine
I looked at you looking at me Now I know why they say the best things are free I'm gonna love you boy you are so fine Angel of mine
How you changed my world you'll never know I'm different now you helped me grow
You came into my life sent from above When I lost all hope you showed me love I'm checkin' for you boy your right on time Angel of Mine Nothing means more to me than what we shared No one in this whole world can ever compare Last night the way you moved is still on my mind Angel of Mine
What you mean to me you'll never know Deep inside I need to show
Nothing means more to me than what we shared No one in this whole world can ever compare Last night the way you moved is still on my mind Angel of Mine
What you mean to me you'll never know Deep inside I need to show
How you changed my world you'll never know I'm different now you helped me grow
Ryan was singing softly into my ear as he held me close and we danced for what seems like eternity. I didn't know the song could be that long but we danced and we danced. His arms around me, his lips on my ear and my neck. I could feel his little kisses all over my face and neck and shoulders.
"Ryan?" I didn't really want to rock the boat but I wanted to know what was happening. Why was Ryan here in New York? Why was he acting this way? "What are you doing?"
"I love you," Ryan whispered to me as he was gently kissing on my neck.
"Wh-what?" I didn't know what to say to that. I never imagined he'd tell me that. I should have told him how much I love him too. I should have told him I had wanted him since the first time I saw him. But I didn't know the right words to express how much I had missed him since leaving Texas.
"I love you," Ryan said as he stopped dancing. "Come on, let's go to your place." I wanted to protest but I felt him dragging me out of the bar and soon we were in my place. I didn't even know how we got there. The next thing I knew was that we were in my bedroom and he was undressing me slowly.
"You're so damn sexy," Ryan said to me. There was an urgency in his voice now as he helped me take off my shirt. He helped me take off my shoes and my jeans. Soon, I was down to my boxers. I sat down on the bed and watched him grinning at me wickedly as he started to gently do a little striptease.
I watched Ryan body moving like a dancer as he slowly pulled off his shirt. His smooth, tanned, muscular torso was slowly exposed as he pulled off his shirt. My mouth watered as I stared at him bare-chested now.
"You like what you see?" Ryan asked him in a coy voice. I nodded my head silently as I just watched in amazement as the most gorgeous guy I know was doing a strip tease for me. Ryan took off his shoes and socks next and finally his jeans. He was now standing there in silk boxers. There was a huge thick bulge inside his boxers.
"I'm so damn horny for you Jason," Ryan moaned out as he cupped his bulge and squeezed it gently. "Can you see just how horny I am for you?" Ryan then knelt in front of me and took my face in his hands and gave me a deep passionate kiss. His tongue exploring the inside of my mouth as my hand was running up and down his muscular back.
Ryan pushed me on my back and started to kiss down my body. His lips on my neck and chest. I felt him taking my hard nipples into his mouth. Sucking on my nipples gently at first then getting harder and rougher. His teeth nipping at my nipples as I squirmed on the bed from the sensation he was giving me.
"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh," I moaned out softly as he moved to the other nipple. My hands rubbing thru his long soft black hair. I felt him going down lower and lower until he was sucking on my hard thick cock thru my boxers.
"Ohhhyessssssssss," I almost screamed out as he pulled down my boxers and took my thick hard cock down his throat to the hilt in one motion. I felt his hot wet throat around my throbbing hard cock. His head bobbing up and down relentlessly. His mouth was like a vacuum as he worked on my cock. I never thought it can feel this good but it surpasses every blowjob I had ever received before. It was like he didn't just want to blow me. It felt like he loved blowing me.
Pretty soon I felt myself shooting my thick hot load deep down his throat. I felt his throat muscles working on my mouth as he swallowed every drop of my cum. He was insatiable, wanting every drop of my cum in him.
"Mmmmmmmmm," I fell back on the bed tiredly. My whole body was trashing wildly while I was cumming inside his mouth. I just stared at Ryan with a glazed look as he climbed on the bed and knelt between my legs. He raised my legs on his shoulders and aimed his cock on my waiting hole.
"I promise this won't hurt," He whispered as he leaned down, bending my knees back against on my chest. He kissed me deeply again, tasting his own cum as he slowly entered me.
I felt his thick hard throbbing cock going inside my tight hole slowly. The thick fat cockhead opening my hole as he pushed a little harder. I moaned into his mouth as he continued his kiss. Slowly, inch by inch, his cock was going inside my hole. A wave of pleasure was running thru my entire body as I felt him rocking back and forth. His cock going in and out. With every thrust, he was burying his cock deeper into my waiting hungry hole.
"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhh," Ryan groaned out loudly as he threw his head back. He rammed his cock to the hilt inside my hole with one long hard thrust. I felt my hole open up for the thick hard invader as he grind his cock into my ass.
"You're sooooooooooo tight," Ryan moaned out in pleasure as he looked into my eyes. I just moaned out louder as I started to hump my ass against his thrusts. Our bodies slapping together lewdly as he fucked me hard and fast. I could almost picture us fucking on my bed. Almost like a porn movie came to life.
"Jason, Jason, Jason," Ryan chanted as he continued plowing my ass with his thick hard tool. His cock so huge, so thick, so large that my ass was starting to get so tender from his fucking. This was what I always dreamt about. Ryan wanting me this badly. I still can't believe this was happening. It felt like it was just a dream.
I sat up all of a sudden. I looked around and saw that I was in my room. I quickly got out of bed and turned on the lights. Ryan wasn't here. Fuck! I quickly went outside and Ryan wasn't there too.
"Fuck!!" I screamed out loudly as I sat down on the couch. I was just in my boxers, my whole body covered in sweat. Why do I keep having these dreams about Ryan?! They were so damn real that I always wake up expecting that Ryan was gonna be there with me.
I hate my life. I hate it! The only way I can be with my dream guy is in my dreams and while the dreams were so damn good, I always wake up feeling like shit. Why did I ever go to Texas and meet Ryan? Why did I ever go down there and fell in love with him?!
************* ToBeContinued *************
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