Page 52 of Scoring Position

Nico’s fist bump came with a lot more eye contact than was strictly necessary. Ryan was into it, and he was pretty sure everyone on the bench noticed. Coach gave him the hairy eyeball, but what was he going to do? Insist Ryan and Nico not look at each other?

They made it all the way to the car before either of them said anything about their plans. Nico started the engine. “You want to go out tonight?”

Ryan reached across the car, grabbed Nico’s wrist, and pulled until his hand was on Ryan’s cock, which had been half-hard since the game ended. “What do you think?”

Nico squeezed gently and then took his hand back. His breath was shaky when he exhaled. “I think I hope there’s no speed traps out tonight.”

Luck was on their side, and traffic was clear all the way back to the house. It was a race to get inside, and then Ryan got Nico backed up against the door and mouthed at the hinge of his jaw.

Nico tilted his head back obligingly, and gasped when Ryan ran a hand down his chest and over his hip.

“So listen,” Ryan said, smirking a little. “I heard you’re determined to get it in.”

Nico huffed out a breath and dug his hands in tighter, pulling Ryan in until their thighs slotted together. “Did you?”

It took effort to stop riding against him. Nico’s body was incredible, and Ryan couldn’t get enough of it. That was the whole point. He wanted to gorge himself.

“So are the rumors true?” he asked. “Because… I’m into it.”

Nico swallowed and his hips stuttered. “Uh—”

“Or, more accurately, it could be into me.” Ryan had started talking now, and he could no more stop the words spilling out of his mouth than he could stop his brain from playing out the fantasy. “I could put you on your back in your nice big bed,” he elaborated, working his fingers into Nico’s belt buckle. He was practically salivating at the thought. “And then I could ride your dick.” He drew Nico’s fly down and slid his hand inside to grasp the hot, heavy weight of his cock. “Just a thought.”

Nico slumped against the door, sweat prickling at his temples. “Fuck,” he said, pushing upright. “Bedroom, come on, let’s go.”

Hell yes.

The fantasy quickly got away from him. Nico kept kissing him, and their suits got in the way. Ryan had envisioned putting on a show, but he ended up braced naked over Nico’s body with two of Nico’s fingers fucking shallowly into his ass—unsatisfying, but an incredible tease.

“Should I—?” Nico asked, voice a little uncertain.

Ryan grabbed his wrist. “Deeper,” he said, pushing on it. “Like—yeah.” He shivered at the penetration, the stretch. Nico had big hands and no problem finding Ryan’s prostate. Ryan’s knees almost gave out when Nico rubbed against it and pleasure coursed through Ryan’s body.

Nico watched Ryan’s cock jerk and leak and said, “Fuck.”

Greatidea.

“Condom.” Ryan kneeled up until Nico withdrew his fingers. Then he turned around, grasped Nico’s weeping cock, and stroked. “We need a condom.” Something horrible occurred to him. “You have condoms, right?” He wasn’t going to have to go all the way to his room?

“I keep telling everyone I’m not a virgin,” Nico said, sounding very grumpy considering Ryan had his dick in his hand. “Of course I have condoms.”

Ryan ripped the package open and rolled the latex down. And down. And down. Fuck, Nico had a big, gorgeous cock. And Ryan loved a challenge.

At least this kind.

Nico bucked up into his grip.

On second thought Ryan probably needed both of his own hands on the headboard to start this party. He let go and steadied himself on the sturdy wood frame. “Can you—?”

Nico read the play and held himself steady.

Then Ryan straddled his hips and sank down.

Slowly.

Nico groaned low in his chest and closed his eyes as heat washed over his face. Ryan could relate. Taking his cock was a stretch, an insistent pressure lighting him up from the inside. But it wasgood.

“Ahhh, fuck,” Ryan breathed out as his ass finally brushed Nico’s thighs, Nico’s cock buried in him to the hilt. “Fuck, you feel even better than I thought you would.” He leaned forward for a sloppy kiss that Nico returned, one hand on Ryan’s face and the other digging into his hip. But Nico was too tall for Ryan to hold that position for long. He hissed in pleasure when he pulled back, then rolled his hips and moaned.

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