Special Needs (47 page)

Liam pushed his cock in, entering Ryan’s slick mouth, the head sliding over his palate. It felt almost like being petted, so pleasing, so wholesome and exciting at the same time.

Ryan closed his eyes and arched his head forward to take more of the beloved flesh. The pull on his hair wasn’t painful, yet still firmly showed Ryan his place. Liam’s moan was music to his ears.

“Oh shit, Ryan...” With both of his hands now buried in Ryan’s hair, Liam began the slow, shallow thrusting.

Ryan was happy to serve his needs. The sensation of blowing a guy with his lips forced wide open was new, but he enjoyed not being able to close his mouth even if he wanted to. Just another accessory of Liam's power over him. He opened his watering eyes to look up at Liam. Their gazes met and the emotion in Ryan’s chest became so intense he felt like sobbing. This hot, pulsing cock, with its salty, silky skin was making his cool mouth warm again, filling him deeper and deeper, but still only grazing over the line of what Ryan believed he couldn't take.

And there was already a hint of that other taste: Liam’s sperm, a bit bitter, but it had to be just precum. Ryan took in a deep breath, smelling the salty skin above the cock. The tattoo at the base reminding him of who he was dealing with.
Boss.

“Good... oh fuck, you’re a nasty pig to drool like that.” Liam looked straight at him, face relaxed and flushed. The way Liam's lust showed not only had him excited, but also proud, as much as one could be in the position he was in.

All Ryan managed was some kind of nasal mumble, which, he was sure, was unintelligible and projected nothing coherent to Liam.
Oh well. Maybe his tongue could speak for him?

He loved being open and available for his boyfriend's use. He was so beautiful, with the muscles tightening beneath his skin, face going slack with pleasure and hair hanging in wet strands around his face.

Liam was trying out different angles, thrusting slow, only to enter him in one choking thrust and withdraw. He stroked Ryan’s face, digging into flesh and brushing away the reflexive tears that wet Ryan’s cheeks, but paying no mind to the saliva Ryan felt on his chin and neck. Liam’s body was becoming tense, glistening with sweat, its smell sharp and arousing, and the more demanding Liam got, the more shaky Ryan felt. It was the strangest feeling, but the pleasure built up in his body rapidly, as if he was getting close to release. Then again, he knew he wouldn’t come from sucking someone off. Even if it was someone as sexy as Liam. His own cock throbbed,
dying
for attention!

From the way Liam moved, his cock swelling and twitching on Ryan’s tongue, it was clear he’d finish soon, and Ryan braced himself, ready to taste his release for the very first time, his heart racing like mad. Instead of forcing his prick deeper, Liam pulled away, much to Ryan’s dismay. He was jerking off at a furious pace, panting and pulling on Ryan’s hair.

“Take it! Fucking take it!”

Ryan could feel some of the come drip onto his face and some into his mouth. Ryan couldn’t properly swallow with the gag on, but he did taste the bitter-salty liquid pooling in his mouth. The smell was also arousing, but most of his focus was on looking at that thick cock in front of him, with its swollen, dark tip. Perfection.

“Yes...” Liam bowed to press his heated lips against Ryan’s forehead, gently fumbling with the gag. He was panting, tired and all that Ryan wanted at this point was to be able to touch him. Instead, as soon as the gag was out of his mouth, leaving the sides of his jaw aching, Liam softly touched the head of his prick against Ryan’s lips. He didn’t need to ask, Ryan kissed it with half closed eyelids. It was so intimate to be able to swallow what was left on his tongue. Have that bit more of Liam to himself.

“Suck it.” It was neither an order, nor a threat. Liam was pleading him as he softly stroked Ryan’s overworked jaw. Ryan took only the softening cockhead between his lips and sucked on it, while teasing the little slit at the tip with his tongue. God, he wanted to be great at this, so Liam would never leave.

“Fuck, you feel so...” Liam cupped the back of Ryan’s head, now relaxed and tired. “You are so beautiful when you suck my cock.”

Ryan just grunted, without stopping the caress. He doubted he looked particularly ‘beautiful’ with come dripping down his face and his eyes probably red from tears, not to mention the saliva that had to be smeared all over his mouth.

“All right. I’m pulling out,” Liam warned him, slowly slipping his, now limp, cock out of Ryan’s mouth. He straightened one of his legs and dropped to one side before awkwardly getting off the chair.

Ryan’s lips were trembling and he had no idea what to say. ‘Do me’, ‘suck me’, ‘jerk me off’? He just looked to Liam as if hypnotized and arched his hips, making the other man smile.

“I’m on it.” He slid Ryan’s briefs lower, to get easier access to the painfully erect cock. It was darker than Ryan had ever seen it.

“Oh yeah.” Ryan wasn’t holding back anymore, as all he could think of was being touched by Liam. His hands, his lips, his tanned, tattooed body, the smell of his aftershave mixed with a lingering scent of cigarettes and sweat. It was too much, but it wasn’t. He was pulled up and into an embrace, their lips crushing in a hard, demanding kiss. When Liam’s large, spit-slick hand closed around Ryan’s cock, the battle was lost. It took only a few strokes to have him grunting and coming as he rode Liam’s palm. The release was so intense, his whole body shivered. When he was still recovering from the powerful orgasm, Liam took his time to take his legs off the supports and take the sweaty straitjacket off, massaging the places where knots dug into flesh. It was like a dream.

Ryan laid back in the chair, limp and too tired to move. There was soreness in all sorts of places over his body, but he was pleased with it, as it was a reminder of what they had experienced. A smile crept up to his lips at that thought. It took him a moment to realize Liam was completely still.

“What’s up?” he asked, stretching out his arm to Liam, longing for more touch already. A careful smile spread over his lover’s features.

“What’s up yourself... did you like it?” He leaned over to kiss Ryan below his ear, where he was still sore from the brace.

“God, yes! I’ve never done anything as intense.” He wrapped his aching arms around Liam’s neck and smelled his hair.

“I’m good for you,” declared Liam, slowly pulling Ryan out of the chair.

“Better than any meds.” Ryan clung onto him as they they kissed, their tongues gently curling in their locked mouths. It was the sweetest embrace he could have envisioned.

“I think you need to relax now.” Liam nuzzled his cheek.

Ryan didn’t even open his eyes. “Will you take me to the beach?”

The setting sun cast an orange glow on the hotel and the beach below. Liam smiled, casting off his flip flops and burying his feet in the warm sand. He loved to swim in the late afternoon, with the seawater warm and the air refreshing. And after dark, there was no better place for sex than a beach. Or for sleep for that matter.

Liam carried Ryan into the water, kissing him every now and then, or nuzzling his sweet smelling neck and hair. He couldn’t believe how relaxed Ryan made him feel. What they did in the Psych Ward was amazing. He hardly kept himself from going further, but he didn’t want to spoil Ryan’s experience in case he didn’t like too much force. But it was all right. They had time, and now, he wanted to kiss Ryan into madness.

Ryan was tugging along a small swimming foam board, tied to his wrist with a string. They were recently spending about an hour a day in the water, as Ryan was slowly getting the hang of swimming... or rather, floating in the water. Liam was happy to give him so much pleasure with something so simple.

“It’s gonna be too cold to swim soon,” Ryan said, caressing Liam’s neck with his fingertips. Liam leaned into the touch with a groan.

“And I can’t have you ill now, can I?”

“No, that’d be even more problems. And, you know, my throat would hurt.” He smiled and kissed Liam again.

“Wouldn’t it need something soothing and lubricating then?” Liam asked innocently, though his cock stirred in his swimming trunks. He could hardly believe it was interested again after the blowjob of the century Ryan gave him in the Psych Ward.

“You’re horrible!” Ryan laughed and pulled his swimming board closer. “You must have loved it, huh? Seeing me swallow?”

Liam sure loved remembering it now. “Did you love to swallow?” he asked right back.

Ryan bit down on his lip ring and nodded. “It felt so safe that we can do it without the rubber.”

Liam blinked. “That made you feel safe?”

“Well, yeah. That we can trust each other.” He pulled the board close and grabbed it. “I wanna try on my own.”

Liam smiled, helping him get in position. “Just keep it flat, even if not over the surface.”

Ryan grabbed on to the board, looking a bit tense for a moment, but then quickly got the hang of it, floating next to Liam. He couldn’t do much more with his legs limp, but he seemed to have fun. Water was washing over his pale back like a caress. “I didn’t have to use a safeword or anything, it was great to be bound like that.”

“Good, I was watching you, you know." Liam gently petted Ryan's wet back and bowed to kiss the smooth skin. It smelled of salt and tasted like it too.

“It was scary, in a good way. Like a rollercoaster ride.” Ryan turned his head to smile at him, some of his blue hair stuck to his face, wet at the endings.

“We’ll have more of that then. Hope you don’t mind me opening those gadgets. We will use them again,” Liam said, sinking deeper into the water until only his head was visible over the surface. He needed the refreshment after an awesome sex play like that.

“Hell no! I’m glad you did. Though my jaw still aches a bit.” Ryan laughed and splashed some water over his face.

“You’ve got some mouth, I can give you that.” Liam reached under Ryan’s belly and tickled him gently.

“What did you like most?”

Liam grinned and bit into Ryan’s shoulder blade before withdrawing to give him some necessary space to try out the new skill. “You need to ask? I loved it all. You were so sexy when you were helpless.”

“It’s like yin and yang, isn’t it?” Ryan swallowed and looked into his eyes.

“Kinda, yeah.” Liam broke the connection as he pushed his feet off the ocean floor and laid on his back, letting his body float in the water next to Ryan. He wiggled his toes when they resurfaced.

“WIll you promise not to freak out if I tell you something?” Ryan hugged the board closer under his chest.

Liam chuckled, looking into the pink plain of the sky above him. “I don’t think you could do anything that would freak me out.”

“I don’t wanna say ‘I love you’, cause it’s been, like, two months since we met, but... I want you to know I’m falling for you more every day,” Ryan said quietly, without taking his eyes off Liam.

Liam’s heart leaped, his mouth going dry. He didn’t know what to say. Was there anything he was supposed to say? It had always been him making that suggestion so far, and being left with no answer hurt the same as hearing a blatant lie.

“So... uhm... yeah...” Ryan muttered, trying to reach out and grab Liam’s hand without falling off the board. “I just wanted to say that. That it’s a big thing for me.”

Liam squeezed his fingers and got to his feet in the water to take a proper look at Ryan. The guy was so honest, and the fact that he was even able to voice an ‘I love you’ in this context was beyond Liam’s experience. What Ryan just confessed gripped at his chest and refused to let go.

“It’s no small thing for me either. I like you a lot,” he finally confessed, shooting Ryan an apprehensive look.

“And I kinda thought,” Ryan looked down into the water, “about the tests and stuff, and how safe I feel with you.”

“Yeah?” Liam leaned in to press a soft kiss to Ryan’s lips and took him into his arms.

“That maybe next time we have some more time, we could go all the way?” Ryan’s voice was only one tone away from a whisper as he gripped onto the board with clenched fingers, holding it in front of his chest like a shield. This didn’t escape Liam’s attention.

“You scared?” he asked softly, arousal hitting him like a bursting flame at the thought of burying himself in that tight, little ass and laying between Ryan’s deliciously spread thighs.