CHAPTER 2
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Ritchie's eyes were shut tight and his head thrashed back and forth on the pillow. His hissing breaths were punctuated by sudden gasps, and his fingers clutched at the sheets.
Aziz held his boyfriend's left ankle in his hands and sucked lasciviously on his big toe. It was driving Ritchie crazy. Even crazier than Aziz had hoped! Ritchie was a big man. Especially compared to Aziz who, though fit, was only 5' 7". Aziz switched what his tongue was doing. Ritchie arched his back and gasped. Aziz smiled around the toe. He reached down to massage his boyfriend's erection slowly. It gave Aziz a secret thrill be so in control of a larger man.
He released the big toe and started working his way patiently across the other four. Ritchie started a sort of staccato whimpering that sent shudders through Aziz. His heart was racing.
He let go of Ritchie's cock and ran his fingers across his hip and through the downy hairs on the inside of his thigh. Then he cupped the other boy's testicles in his hand and massaged them gently. Ritchie was making wonderful little lustful cries. His boyfriend was incredibly handsome and responsive, and Aziz couldn't get enough of him.
He ceased what he was doing and just watched Ritchie for a moment. The larger boy lay on his back breathing hard and smiling at Aziz through lidded eyes. Ritchie had thick blond brows; smallish ears; a straight nose with a small scar; a close-shaven but thick reddish-blond beard that could cause serious stubble rash (Aziz knew); strong jaw; broad, muscular, freckled shoulders; well defined pecs dusted with small blond hairs; pale, erect nipples; the well-toned arms and legs of a swimmer; and a treasure trail that started in the middle of his abs and ran down to his (currently throbbing) erection.
"What are you looking at?" Ritchie whispered.
"You, you gorgeous man," Aziz said.
Ritchie chuckled. "Well, if I'm so gorgeous then why are you just sitting there?" He wiggled his eyebrows and gave Aziz a sultry look.
Aziz drew himself up full-length against Ritchie. He took his boyfriend's head in his hands and pulled their mouths together for a lengthy, heated kiss. Ritchie's soft, warm tongue darted along his then settled into a long mutual caress. Eventually the kiss broke.
Ritchie's strong arms enfolded his boyfriend. "God Zee, I've missed this! We haven't had more than a kiss for almost ten days!"
"I know," Aziz sighed. "Mum won't let me stay over any more, so it's hard to find a place. But now I've got you trapped for a week mister!"
Ritchie beamed. "Oh no! Held prisoner by my hot boyfriend for a week!"
He saw a mischievous glint in Ritchie's eyes. Too late! When Ritchie moved he was fast!
Aziz found himself on his back. Ritchie's powerful hands pinned his arms, Aziz's legs were wrapped around his boyfriend's hips, and Ritchie's warm tongue was invading his ear in a way that sent hot, pulsing shivers through him. He gasped and moaned, locking his legs tightly 'round the larger boy.
Ritchie's lips whispered against his ear. "You're not a screamer Aziz."
I might be with you inside of me, Aziz thought. It was not something they'd done before. It wasn't something Aziz had ever done before… He swallowed.
"Please Zee," Ritchie said, "I'd really like to."
Aziz turned his face toward Ritchie's. He ran his fingertips down his boyfriend's cheek then met his gaze.
"I-" His mouth was dry. "I've never done that before. You'd be the first Rich."
Ritchie blinked. "Zee, I-" It was Ritchie's turn to search for words.
They lay together for a few moments, rich brown eyes and pale blue ones looking into one another.
"Zee, I-" A tear escaped Ritchie's eye. "I love you."
A strange sensation swept Aziz's body. It felt like a shiver but it wasn't cold. It was warm. And he knew. He'd known for a while, he realized. "I love you too Rich," he whispered.
They hugged each other fiercely. They cried, and laughed, and delighted in simply looking at one another. The kiss that followed was long, emotional, and different, somehow, than any they'd shared before.
Aziz licked his lips and nodded. "Yes," he said. Ritchie grinned and kissed him.
"Rich, to be honest. I… I'm a little scared."
Ritchie's eyes flooded with compassion. "Aziz, I love you. It's okay. I never want to hurt you." He paused. "Listen, I can tell you what it's like. I mean, I've had you inside of me a lot, and I love it. Every time. We'll take it slow, okay?" Aziz nodded.
"Zee," Ritchie continued, "at first it will hurt a bit, but it's not so bad if your lover is patient. Once that passes it's just about the best feeling in the world. At least it is for me." Ritchie laughed. "What am I saying? You know all of this from the other side. I learned a lot from you."
"No Rich, it's good. It's good to hear it from you. Makes me less nervous." He looked into Ritchie's ice blue eyes once more. "I trust you." He sighed and stroked Ritchie's hair. "I want you Ritchie Allen Hall. I want you inside of me." God, he did! He really did. He tightened his legs around Ritchie's hips then relaxed them.
Ritchie's eyes dilated and a flush crept across his freckled cheeks. Aziz felt the other boy's breathing deepen, and his erection throbbed against Aziz's hip. "Aziz," he husked. His fingers slowly traced the outline of his lover's face—dark brows, prominent nose, cheekbones, lips, chin. "Aziz Clarke Masood-Rau," Ritchie said slowly, savouring the sounds. He kissed Aziz's lips gently and let his short hair brush over his boyfriend's jaw as he planted small kisses down his throat.
He used his lips to pull gently on the line of dark hairs that ran down from the hollow of Aziz's throat and between his pecs. Aziz's breath hissed through his teeth. Ritchie used his tongue to trace circles around his boyfriend's defined stomach muscles, moving gradually lower and lower until he felt the tip of Aziz's erection rub against his chin and his tongue met thick hair. Aziz made small, strangled moans deep in his throat and his body shivered.
Ritchie let his mouth engulf Aziz's cock. Aziz gasped and his hand stroked his lover's curly hair. The blond boy took Aziz's erection full length into his throat again and again.
"Oh God! Rich! Yes!"
He backed off until Aziz was only in his mouth and began running his tongue up and down the shaft. Aziz's breath rasped in and out between his teeth. Small moans escaped his throat.
Aziz suddenly felt something cold between his thighs, and he jerked upright with a cry. "Ah!" he said as his cock popped out of Ritchie's mouth. "Damn! Rich, was that your finger?" he asked.
"Sorry!" Ritchie said. "I was supposed to warm the lube in my hand first, right?" He grinned sheepishly.
"Yeah." Aziz exhaled.
"Try again?" the larger boy asked.
"Okay. Yeah." Aziz lay down with a sigh and let himself relax.
Ritchie smiled and began running his palms slowly across Aziz's shoulders, chest, and stomach. He planted small kisses in their wake until he felt his boyfriend's breathing quicken and saw his erection swell. He squeezed lube into his hand and closed his fist to warm it. Then he slowly stroked Aziz's cock with his other hand.
Ritchie then used the back of his closed hand and the palm of the other to open Aziz's legs. He began licking his boyfriend's sensitive inner thighs while running his open palm along the outside of Aziz's muscular leg. His boyfriend arched his back, hissed out "Ritchie!" and gasped repeatedly. Ritchie smiled. Aziz's legs were covered with lush, dark hairs that tickled his nose.
His tongue moved up lick Aziz's scrotum and the sensitive skin below it. "God, Rich!" He took one of Aziz's testicles in his mouth and began to suck on it gently. "Oh! Oh God!" Aziz cried. Ritchie felt his lover's muscles tense and twitch under his hands. Out of the corner of his eye he saw his toes curling. He continued alternately sucking gently on the testicle and using his tongue to play with it. It was driving Aziz wild! Ritchie could feel his own erection pulsing with his racing heartbeat. He smiled again.
He rolled his right index finger in the warmed lube from his palm. Then he brushed the outside of his fingers along Aziz's inner thigh until his lubed fingertip softly stroked his boyfriend's entrance. "Mmmm…" Aziz moaned. Ritchie slowly and gently inserted the finger. His breath caught in anticipation as his digit was surrounded by moist, warm pressure. He moved the finger in and out slowly in just the way that his lover had done so many times for him. He cautiously inserted a second finger, and he heard Aziz hiss in discomfort. He paused. "It's okay Zee. You taught me well," Ritchie whispered, grinning. Aziz chuckled. Ritchie leaned down to kiss his boyfriend's hip.
Aziz patted Ritchie on the head. Go ahead, that meant.
A few minutes later Ritchie had three well-lubed fingers moving gently in and out, and Aziz was plainly beginning to enjoy the sensations he was feeling. "Ready?" Ritchie asked. Aziz lifted his head to smile at his boyfriend. "Yeah," Aziz muttered huskily, "I want you Rich. Now." Ritchie, his body already pulsing with lust, felt a fresh wave of heat flow through him.
He withdrew his fingers and started to move his hips between his lover's thighs. Condom his forebrain said. Heck with that! answered the hindbrain. He sighed and made himself stop while he opened the condom wrapper they'd placed by the bed earlier and rolled it onto his erection. Then he warmed and applied more lubricant to the condom and to Aziz.
His boyfriend had pulled a pillow under his head so that he could watch what Ritchie was doing. Their eyes met. Ritchie's breathing deepened, and he leaned forward to share another long, lustful kiss with Aziz. Then he sat back on his haunches and gently guided the tip of his erection into his lover.
He penetrated just beyond the head of his cock. He could feel the warmth and pressure of Aziz's muscles close around him, and he let out a small groan. Aziz's breath hissed, and he put a palm against Ritchie's chest. "Wait," he whispered, eyes squeezed shut in discomfort. "Slowly Rich." Ritchie nodded.
After a few moments Aziz lowered his palm and nodded. Ritchie inched forward. "Ah!" Aziz grunted in pain. Ritchie stopped again. His hindbrain was growing impatient, and he warned it off sternly. I'm not going to hurt him!
"Hold it there for a bit," Aziz said, his breath hissing out. "Okay," Ritchie replied, stroking Aziz's thighs gently with his palms. "God Rich, you're big!" Aziz grunted, taking measured breaths. Ritchie chuckled. "About the same size as you actually."
"Well, you feel like a horse!" Aziz husked. Ritchie had to laugh, but he reached out to place a hand along the side of Aziz's face. "You still okay?" he asked. "Yeah," came the answer. "Just give me a minute," Aziz blew out a breath, "to get used to it."
A short time later Aziz, eyes shut, reached up and beckoned to his boyfriend to go ahead. Ritchie cautiously pushed a little further into Aziz, who hissed a bit but then beckoned once more. A little more. Then a little more.
"Ow! Damn! Rich take it out! Take it out!" Aziz cried, his back arching and his hands bunching into fists. Ritchie backed out fast. He was worried for Aziz, but felt frustrated and disappointed at the same time. Aziz let out a long sigh as his body settled back onto the bed. His hands reached for Ritchie's, and their fingers meshed. He opened his eyes.
"Sorry Rich," he said regretfully, "I'm not sure this is going to work." Ritchie's face fell. "Me being on my back I mean," Aziz amended. He squeezed Ritchie's fingers. "Oi, you. I still want this. We'll just have to try another way." He smiled, and Ritchie smiled back, looking happier. "Okay," his boyfriend replied. "What would you like to do?"
"How about you lie on your back, and I'll try straddling you?"
"Sounds good," Ritchie replied. He instantly flipped himself onto his back, grinning.
"Show off," Aziz teased. Ritchie's smile broadened. "I'm all yours Zee!"
"You're quite fond of that nickname aren't you?" Aziz asked, leaning in to steal a quick kiss.
"Yeah," Ritchie said. "Quite fond of you too, handsome!"
Aziz laughed as he straddled his boyfriend's hips. He reached behind himself and placed his palms on Ritchie's muscular thighs for balance. Ritchie took his erection in one hand and Aziz's in the other and stroked both a few times.
"Okay," said Aziz, lowering himself onto Ritchie slowly. He took his time. There was still some pain, but Aziz felt more in control. He paused repeatedly.
At some point he relaxed enough to let Ritchie's erection enter him in one slow push. "Ah!" he gasped as the pain changed suddenly to intense pleasure.
His head tilted back, and his mouth opened in a large "O." "God! Rich! I can feel you!" He moved up and down experimentally. He'd pleasured himself with a sex toy before, but it was nothing like this. This was a person inside of him, a person he loved and wanted! He began to ride Ritchie's erection faster, pushing it as far into himself as he could. Ritchie started to thrust in time with Aziz's motion.
Every time Rich entered him a wave of pleasure exploded through his body. It was all-encompassing, overwhelming, and Aziz gave himself to it. He could feel Ritchie's hands on him. He felt every thrust of his lover's powerful hips driving himself upward. "Ritchie! Yes! Take me! Fuck me! God!" he husked out. He could hear himself, distantly, crying out. Begging his boyfriend not to stop. He heard Ritchie calling his name, saying he loved him. Saying other things that Aziz couldn't track. He lost all sense of time. His 'now' was the feeling of ecstasy that flooded him. He felt Rich's hips move faster. A hand was on his cock—his or Rich's, he wasn't sure. A wonderful pressure was building in him, throbbing in rhythm with the cock penetrating him and the hand stroking his erection. He felt himself pushed toward the brink. Closer, closer… God!
His whole body tensed as a powerful orgasm took him. "Rich!" he cried. It burst through him like a wave, leaving him blissfully dazed, smiling, and leaning on his hands. He could feel Ritchie's body bucking and thrusting into him. His boyfriend's pecs were rock hard and sweaty under his palms, and Rich was gasping and crying out. Then his back arched and his muscles tensed as release took him. "God!" he cried. Aziz felt Ritchie's cock throb as it spilled its seed inside him. He smiled as his boyfriend collapsed into a gasping puddle beneath him.
Aziz let his elbows relax. He lowered himself onto Ritchie's muscular chest, his head nestled under his boyfriend's chin. He could feel his own semen between them, covering Ritchie's stomach and chest. "Aziz" Ritchie whispered quietly in his ear as the larger boy encircled him with strong arms. Ritchie's fingertips began to meander through the hair on the sides of his lover's head.
Aziz could still feel Ritchie's cock inside of him. He smiled and nuzzled his lover's shoulder. He felt Ritchie start to withdraw. "No, don't," Aziz said, lifting his head to look at Ritchie's face. "I like feeling you inside me." As if to emphasize the point Aziz gripped his boyfriend's erection tight with his arse muscles. "Ah!" Ritchie gasped, then laughed as Aziz gave him a mischievous look.
They lay together, blissfully content, for a long while. Eventually they slept, Aziz atop his boyfriend, encompassed by his arms.
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