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I woke up a few hours after my incident with Dean, confused about him but ready to move on with my life. We had arrived at our destination, so whatever had happened during the journey, we were to pretend it never happened. There was no scenario where we were going to acknowledge what happened anyway.
We arrived at the port and one by one got off the ship. There were so many people, some I hadn’t initially noticed were even there, including a captain and a whole crew of workers. I would have been better off fucking these studs instead. If only I had known they were there.
I was probably overestimating, but there had to be around fifty of us in total.
There were taxis waiting for us specifically, and we all got in and were taken to a hotel, where there were reserved rooms on two different floors.
“Anything on the agenda today?” Steve, Frank Senior’s best friend asked. He was really most likely to be found next to Sr during the whole trip, which made me wonder if he already knew about us.
“Not today no, today we’re just gonna rest and get used to not rocking about all the damn time,” was Sr’s reply. There were various sounds from the people, of relief. We all understood that that was the best idea. Hanging out at a hotel didn’t sound so bad.
I was paired to share a room with Frank as expected, and we took our keys and ran to our room. For whatever reason there was one bed. We both didn’t mind, but something about it still bugged Frank.
“They really made us share a bed huh?”
He was still in shock that people knew he was gay. It wasn’t so obvious but like Jeff said, my relationship with him had made the fact plenty obvious.
The day consisted of eating exotic food in the same old unusual fashion, hanging out at the swimming pool, mingling and just enjoying a casual good time.
I didn’t know what to expect when the sun went down, but, as usual, I was up when everybody else wasn’t. It was midnight, and I snuck out of bed and got some clothes on, then out of my room. I checked the hallway and the coast was clear, then proceeded to the elevator. The ride down was nerve-wracking for some reason, and as soon as the doors opened, I zoomed past the whole floor until I was out of the hotel.
I had a basic idea of where I was supposed to be going, and I just started walking to where I assumed that was.
Two streets away, I was in the lobby of a different hotel, waiting for someone.
“Rick!” he shouted out to me. I wasn’t lost.
“Teddy!” I called back as he approached with his arms wide open. He held me in an embrace, and was almost afraid to let go.
I guessed bear hugs like these were why everyone called Ronny Teddy. He was like a teddy bear, a gentle giant. It felt safe in his arms.
“So glad to see you Rick,” Ronny said with a smile on his face. He looked so happy.
“Thanks, great to see you too.”
“Lead the way,” I finally said to him.
He pulled me by the hand to the elevator, then pressed 8, which was coincidentally the floor I was on back at my hotel. He was fidgety with his hand, and I noticed that mine was still in his other hand. I didn’t say anything, and the doors opened and we went to his room like that.
He started giggling as soon as we were both inside.
“This is crazy,” he said, nervous and excited.
“Welcome to the wild side Ronny,” I said.
He walked over to the bed, his foot right beside the foot of a bedside table with a full bottle of whiskey on it. He was big and tall, a heavy-set face with the usual genetic brown eyes, but hair darker than his counterparts. His size was that of a football player, but he’d never really been into sports.
“Thanks for calling me out here,” he said before taking a sip, or a gulp. I was surprised by his conduct, because I’d never known him to drink and also because he was drinking straight from the bottle.
I hadn’t really invited him out here. I’d merely, in passing, suggested that he come over and see me when we land just to make him feel better. He’d taken the half-hearted suggestion and ran with it, getting on a plane and flying out here. I never believed I was worth this much attention so I felt a little bad, and also a tiny bit uncomfortable that he came. I couldn’t lie though, I was a bit flattered too.
“Want some?” he offered, extending a bottled arm towards me.
“No thanks,” I shrugged it off, mainly because I didn’t want to get carried away and forget to go back to my hotel.
I moved and sat beside him.
“Jeff and I got into a big argument about it. He said “it’s too late to tell him now”,” I told him.
He sighed. “Whatever.”
Ronny looked in my face, and I could tell that I’d made a mistake and was seated way too close to him. His face was so close to mine and I could see every feature on the smooth surface.
“Thanks for telling me,” he said. “You’re the only one who really cares about me.”
“No problem bro,” I said placing a hand on his knee and rubbing.
“I love you,” casino şirketleri he said.
“I love you too bro,” I said pulling him in for a hug. His big body let out a big sigh in my arms. His hugs felt good, but this one was tinged with sadness.
“Would you have come if someone had told you?” I asked him as I let him go. He chuckled, and I knew the right answer was the most obvious one.
“Probably not, but maybe… Just to hang out with you,” he said. I couldn’t tell if he was hitting on me or just being nice.
“But if it was only you and me, I definitely would’ve come.”
He had his hand on my neck and a dreamy look in his eyes, and I knew at that point that he wasn’t just being nice.
“I’m in love with you,” he said sternly, phrasing it so that there wasn’t any way for me to maneuver around it. I didn’t know what to say, so I just felt it for a second, felt his hand caressing my neck, his eyes looking through me, and his words swirling around in my head.
“I uhh, I,” I stammered. I was at a loss for words. He smiled.
“Listen, you don’t have to say anything now, how about we sit down and talk about it when you’re back home?”
It was a good suggestion. I was avoiding getting his hopes up while I was spending the whole time fucking his family.
“That’s a good idea.”
“Just wanted to finally get that off my chest,” he whispered.
His hand lingered on my neck, and I was getting used to his soft touch. I closed my eyes and tilted my head into his hand.
“You’re a good guy Ronny,” I told him, almost whispering. “The don’t deserve you.”
I was telling him the truth. He shouldn’t have been the black sheep, of any family. He was probably the only normal person in that family, only him and maybe the younger Frank.
“They don’t deserve you too,” he whispered back, voice low and deep. I could feel his words, and his breath, on my skin. When I opened my eyes, his lips were an inch from mine, and very slowly getting closer. I watched as his full lips slowly descended on mine, then I felt them on mine. His lips were soft and his breath was heavy.
I kissed him too, grabbing hold on his neck as he licked my lips, his tongue begging to enter. My lips let him in, and then we were engaged in sensual tongue massaging. I enjoyed it thoroughly, but I knew I couldn’t allow myself to enjoy it too much. Indulging myself, I let the kiss go on for just a bit longer before I slowly crawled my hands up to his chest and pushed him away. Our lips connected for as long as they could before they parted. I hoped he wouldn’t notice my raging boner through my pants.
“Ronny, I can’t do this.”
He looked overwhelmed for a second, but the words finally sunk in and he got back to earth.
“But why not? We’re both enjoying it,” he said, voice still not yet at full strength.
“I’m very very messed up,” I confessed, hoping to discourage him. It didn’t work, because a second later we were making out again.
“I don’t mind,” he whispered, lips all over mine. “That’s why I love you.”
“I’m serious Ronny, I’ve messed up big time,” I said pushing him away again and guarding myself with my arms.
“Okay what happened? I’m sure I can fix it,” he said, determined. He couldn’t though. I didn’t have the courage to tell him at that time.
“I can’t tell you yet.”
He looked puzzled and concerned. I didn’t want to worry him.
“It’s not that serious, it’s not illegal or anything,” I tried to pacify him. He was obviously going to be curious after the way I’d freaked out about it.
“Maybe one day I’ll tell you about it,” I said getting up on my feet.
I instantly realized I’d made a mistake when I noticed that he’d gone quiet while staring at my crotch. I wasn’t fully hard anymore, but it was still noticeable, and the way he was giving it attention sent all the blood in body back to that one area. I cursed myself for going commando. My boner was almost visible as it went down the left leg.
“Ronny come on man stop,” I pleaded, putting my hand on his head and making him look up to me. It had the opposite effect, because the look in his hungry eyes right in front of my hard cock was one I wanted a picture of so that I could look at everyday.
His hair was soft and my hand started running through the soft field, my brain begging my hand not to push his head into me so that we could just get it over with. He was so close, but for once my morals won and I made him face me.
“Stand up Ronny,” I said. He followed my orders slowly, maintaining eye contact throughout.
“Get some rest okay? We’ll talk tomorrow,” I reluctantly said. All I wanted to do in that moment was to spend the rest of the night fucking his brains out, but I couldn’t.
I could kiss him though, and I did, to let him know that perhaps one day when I wouldn’t be creating a love quadrilateral with myself at one corner and the other three corners being members of one family, we could give it a shot. His tongue on mine was hot and it casino firmaları fucking killed me to let him go again.
“Walk me out,” I said as I freed myself from his tight grasp and began to walk away. I heard his footsteps behind me as I opened the door and made my way down the hallway and into the elevator.
I pressed the button for the ground floor and before the doors even fully closed I felt his hand touching the side of my abdomen, then creeping to my lower back as he pulled me in for another kiss. We had seven floors until we reached the ground floor and I wouldn’t pass up the opportunity.
Ronny was the only member of the family I could actually picture myself being with for the long run before this mess happened, meaning he was the one I definitely couldn’t have as things were. I didn’t want to put him through that, selfish as I had been the past couple of days.
He pulled his face away and whispered, “stay.”
I kissed him and told him, “I wish I could. But I can’t.”
He sighed and kissed me again.
“You feel this? You feel how hard you make me?” he asked hungrily, grinding his crotch on my lower belly. Through his pants and his underwear, I could feel the animal begging for release. Ronny had always been a big teddy bear, so seeing him this aggressive and hungry version of him made me want to stay so badly. I grinded my lower half into him too as I made out with him, letting him feel what he already knew.
I opened my eyes, saw that we were still on the fifth floor. I pressed 4 and on the fourth floor the doors opened for us. My body acting on its own now, I pulled him by the hand and led his to the stairway. I checked for cameras, and none were in the stairway, where I hastily unbuttoned his pants and pulled them to his thighs finally getting a view of his cock. It was about seven inches long and thick. I dropped to my knees and in an instant my mouth was all over it.
I may have been moving too fast for him, because I made it so that no words could escape his lips, just gasps and short breaths. He held on tightly to my shoulders as I slobbered all over his cock, bobbing my head up and down without any fear of getting caught.
“Oh my God slow down,” he begged. I didn’t let up, choosing to feel every vein of his hot cock with my tongue. I licked the slit, where I tasted his sweet precum, and just as I was getting carried away again he, panicked as he announced his climax. He shot his load right in my mouth, but a few seconds later it was too much to take and I let the rest mess up my face. After squeezing the rest of his seed out, I stayed there, kneeling on the step, watching the giant above me catch his breath as he held on to the wall.
“Fuck,” he said. I knew what he was talking about. I looked up at him and we smiled at each other as he finally caught his breath, then I took the hem of his shirt and used the inside of the shirt to clean my face up. Standing up, I straightened myself up before taking his hand and leading him back to the elevator.
“You don’t need some relief too?” he asked, really concerned.
“No,” I lied, my skin almost in flames at the bold lie.
“Why are you holding back on me?” he asked as we entered the elevator. I was against the wall the next second and my face in his hands.
“That wasn’t holding back,” I replied, trying to change the subject. He blushed, and relented.
I was still horny as hell though, and I settled for a kiss, bringing my lips to his as I pressed the button to bring us down. We made out and felt each other’s bodies for a few more seconds, until we were interrupted by the elevator doors opening.
“You should’ve given me your underwear,” I said, noticing that there was no way to hide the prominent bulge on my crotch. He chuckled under his breath. “You should have let me take care of it.”
He walked me out to the spot where I’d met him earlier, and it was still pretty late so fortunately there weren’t many people around. He hugged me again and put his lips to my ears.
“I’ll see you around,” he said.
“I’ll see you,” I said turning and leaving. I didn’t want to look back, I knew I would have been tempted to stay if I did.
The walk back was only a few minutes and finally I could get rid of the raging boner still in my pants. Thankfully it was night and there weren’t many people around but just as I was passing an ominous looking alleyway, I saw a man staring at me coming from the opposite direction. He was cute and looked vaguely familiar. His skin tone was dark and similar to mine, but he was a few inches shorter and had more muscle than me. Overall it would have be a fair fight if it came to that.
“You always walk around with your dick out?” he asked in his language as we passed each other. I turned around and he did too. I was trying to place his face, but I couldn’t.
“What?” I asked, pretending I couldn’t understand him. I probably should have ignored him, but I don’t know what came over me.
“You need help with that?” he asked, gesturing at the güvenilir casino obvious boner but still not ready for us to use the same language. I looked at him intently, but I figured he just had a common face.
“Um… Bye,” I said as I turned away, ready to continue with my journey.
The next second he was behind me and the next I was being shoved into the alleyway and against the wall.
“What the hell are you doing?” I asked him, finally speaking in his language.
“Oh, you can understand me now?” he says.
“Let me go,” I said as his hand moved to grab my still hard cock through my pants. I cursed Ronny for leaving me like this. I was probably the only one to blame for that. I tried to hide a reluctant moan as he rubbed my hardness through my pants.
“Didn’t your elders ever teach you that when someone offers you a hand, you take it and say thanks.”
By the time he finished that line my cock was out of my pants and in his hand.
I could’ve pushed him away and ran away right then, but I didn’t want to make the wrong move and have it accidentally yanked off my body. My horny and warped brain thought of him as an angel sent to punish me for being such a slut.
He already had my weak spot, and he was happy to see that the head of my cock was already wet with precum. After the last thirty minutes, I was surprised I hadn’t cum yet.
His hand movements started off fast and it was obvious that he wanted only one thing as he jerked me off.
The eye contact was intense, and I ended up just focusing on his features and trying and failing to place them. I’d been on the verge of orgasm since I left Ronny’s and it was beginning to get difficult to hold back. His lips moved to my neck and began kissing there.
We’d already been way past sensual the moment he yanked my dick out of my pants, but he clearly didn’t think that as his lips crept up to mine, his beard rubbing mine.
I didn’t kiss him back, just felt his tongue invade my mouth as I moaned softly while his hand worked my cock to orgasm. I let out a grunt when I had reached the point of no return, but he moved back to watch me squirm.
He kneeled down after I’d cooled down and took my cock into his mouth with the same enthusiasm I’d had less than fifteen minutes earlier.
His mouth was hot and wet and my moans were almost cries as he worked his expert mouth all over my cock. I could see his head bobbing up and down as my dick disappeared into his mouth, and my hand held on to his head, not really encouraging him but just needing a crutch. I let out a final moan as I reached the climax, and he pulled his head back and used his hand to guide my orgasm.
The first spurt was so intense and ended up on his chin, and the rest moved lower down his body while I cried out as the power left my body. But not letting it all go to waste, he eagerly took the rest into his mouth, massaging the head of my dick with his tongue as he took my seed onto his rough tongue.
He came up after several seconds, smiling and panting. He licked the cum off his hand slowly.
“Thanks,” I managed to say nervously, ready to bolt.
He grabbed my hand before I could make it out.
“You’re not going to return the favor?” he asked, taking his erect cock out of his slacks.
“Uhh, I’m tired. I think I’m just going to go to bed,” I told him, weakly trying to get out of his grip.
“Come on,” he said placing my hand on his exposed cock.
“You sure you don’t want to?” he asked, jerking himself off with my hand which was under his.
“Yes,” I said, but he was too far gone, lost in the pleasure he was bringing himself with my hand.
He pulled me back in and got my ear close to his lips while he moaned. His breath was quick.
Eventually he let go of my hand and left me to do all the work, work I was still doing by myself, though I had said I wasn’t sure.
I obliged anyway, and turned him around so that I was reaching for his cock from behind him, while my other hand was on his firm abs.
I quickened the pace to get it over with quickly. He held onto my inactive hand as I jerked him off, panting and whispering as I tugged on his cock aggressively. The moment was unintentionally sensual.
A minute later he finally let out a long moan when he reached orgasm. He shot his load, moaning softly in my ear as he lay his head back on my shoulder, and when he was done my hand was soaking wet, my hand going up and down on his torso in sync with his heavy breathing.
No way was I going back to the hotel looking like this. I brought my hand up to his face, and he was eager to put this tongue on it and lick it clean. He looked in the moment and so sensual that my mind started wondering what it might feel like to kiss him. I groaned internally, and externally apparently, because he shot me a look as he finished his job.
He dressed himself up and led me out of the alley.
“I’ll see you around,” he said, kissing me one last time before continuing on his way.
I stood there, shocked about what had just transpired. After a second I just gathered myself up and continued on my way. I was completely exhausted and I just hoped to sneak back in without anyone noticing me and wanting to use me as their sex toy.
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