Page 23 of The Fault Next Door

“This is a mistake.”

Ryder pulled back, searching Nolan’s gaze. “Maybe. But you heard me tell my mom I’m never dating a woman again. Why do you think that is?”

Nolan shook his head. “I-I don’t—you’re not...”

Ryder couldn't hold back and plastered his lips over Nolan's. Stubble grazed his lips, sending excitement pumping through him. He moaned against Nolan's mouth. It took a moment for Nolan to open for him, but then their tongues were stroking against each other, and he thought he might just burst into flames.

Nolan's hand was on his back, pulling him closer. Then Nolan did the most amazing thing, and Ryder didn't think he would ever recover as Nolan pushed Ryder's jeans low and pulled his cock out, lining it up against Nolan's as he used his hand to stroke both of them together.

The feel of Nolan’s dick rubbing against his was enough to push him close to the edge. The pressure in his head and his balls grew.

“I can’t stop,” Ryder said as he ripped his lips away from Nolan’s.

“Then come,” Nolan barked.

He glanced down, seeing both of their cocks being stroked by Nolan’s hand, and the sight set him off. He came hard, shooting his cum over their shirts and his hand. He held onto Nolan, trying to recover as he watched Nolan’s cum shoot out of his dick.

The relief of it all almost had him crying. It had been so long, four years since he'd touched another person. And now he was standing in the entryway of his house, cum dripping down his shirt with his dick in another guy's hands.

Panic set in. He stepped away from Nolan, unsure what to do or say. He couldn’t be gay. His family would freak out. What would his friends say? How could he face people in this town after this?

“Ryder?”

Nolan's voice made him jump, and their gazes met. Ryder was breathing hard, and he wasn't sure what to do.

“You’re freaking out,” Nolan said.

He stared at Nolan, who was tucking his cock in, cum still wet on his shirt. The man had the audacity to smile.

“Fuck, what have we done?” Panic raced through Ryder.

“Obviously you need a moment,” Nolan said so calmly it made Ryder’s panic increase.

He couldn't deal with this. He took off to the back of his house, stepped into the bathroom, and then locked the door. He tugged off his shirt, getting cum in his hair. How had he let this happen?

He shucked his pants and then jumped into the shower, scrubbing the cum and sweat off his body. His head ached, and his body burned. It had felt so good kissing Nolan. Having the man in his arms had been perfect. He remembered how it felt to hold Amy, and it had been good, but holding Nolan had been perfect.

What was wrong with him?

When their cocks touched, it was like electricity ran right through him. He couldn't be gay, though. What would everyone say?

Ryder stepped from the shower and pulled on his underwear and a pair of shorts. When he stepped out into the den, he wasn’t expecting Nolan to be sitting at his kitchen table, sipping a glass of wine.

He froze and stared at the man, realizing that his cock was getting hard again. Nolan had changed his shirt, so he must have gone home, but he was back and looked very serious.

Chapter 17

Ryder wasn’t wearinga shirt when he stepped into the den, so now Nolan could see the smattering of hair across his chest, and he liked it. He wasn’t big and muscular like Andrew had been, but he looked good. He was older by a few years, but that didn’t really matter.

“Why are you here? To rub it in my face?”

Nolan held the glass of wine up but didn’t take a sip. “Do you really think I’m the type of guy to rub that in your face?”

Ryder’s shoulders dropped like he was deflating. “I don’t know. I didn’t mean?—”

“Don’t lie.”

Ryder's lips thinned. "Fine. I woke up the other day hard as a board. I've been doing that a lot lately, and it's not for some woman. It's you that's in my dreams. I can't get you out of my mind."

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