“It’s okay,” Chad said, then reached up and grabbed the back of Ricky’s head. He pulled
him forward and kissed him on the mouth.
When Chad’s tongue entered Ricky’s mouth, Ricky’s entire body went limp. His hands
went up in the air again and he sighed even longer than he’d sighed when he’d tasted Chad’s
dick for the first time. This was his first kiss, the first time he pressed his tongue against another
man’s tongue. And even though everything they’d done that night had been wonderful beyond
belief, this kiss, without any doubt, was the best part so far.
Then Chad slapped his ass and said, “Your legs are going to cramp up in that position.”
Ricky smiled. He was still in a split and his feet were dangling over the arms of the chair.
“I’m double jointed,” he said. “I could stay like this all night.” Then he wondered about the time.
He looked at the wall and his stomach jumped. The clock said it was after three in the morning.
They been playing around for hours and Ricky was worried he didn’t have enough cash to pay
Chad extra.
But all his worrying ended when Chad looked up at him and said, “Do you mind if I
spend the night? I hate going back to the city at this hour.”
Ricky wanted to be cool. He didn’t want Chad to know he was ready to jump up and
down and do a dance. So he shrugged his shoulders and smiled. “We can sleep in my room.” Then he lowered his legs and let them dangle over the arms of the chair. Before he got up, he
kissed Chad one last time.
Chapter Six
After they took a quick shower together, they climbed into Ricky’s bed. Before Ricky
had a chance to object, Chad fell on top of him, closed his eyes, and started snoring with a light,
even wheeze. He just plopped down and closed his eyes; it was amazing to watch. The snoring
wasn’t the problem and Ricky didn’t mind Chad’s warm breath on his neck. It was sleeping on
his back that bothered Ricky. He’d never been able to sleep on his back, not even as an infant,
from what he’d been told. He either slept on his side or face down. When he tried to turn over on
his side, Chad grabbed his shoulder and held him in place. Then Chad wrapped his hairy legs
around Ricky’s smooth legs and pinned him there from the waist down.
For the first half hour, Ricky stared at the ceiling, listening to Chad breathe. He didn’t
want to be rude; he didn’t want to wake him out of such a sound sleep. The poor guy must have
been exhausted. Besides, having a man like Chad on top of him, in his own bed, wasn’t the worst
thing in the world. He furrowed his eyebrows and told himself that if millions of people could
fall asleep on their backs every night, so could he. He certainly wasn’t going to wake Chad and
disrupt his sleep.
So he reached down beneath the covers and cupped Chad’s genitals in his palm. They
were warm and still slightly damp from the shower. Ricky had to pass the time somehow, and
groping a cheap feel from Chad seemed like the perfect way to do it. Chad didn’t even flinch. He
just continued to snore with the same constant rhythm. His balls were pliable and his flaccid dick
was soft and spongy. Ricky closed his eyes and smiled. Chad had so much junk between his legs,
half of it spilled out of Ricky’s hand. Chad’s dark pubic hairs were wiry and one testicle felt a little larger than the other. The next thing Ricky knew, Chad had a full erection again. The more
he squeezed, the bigger it grew. So Ricky wrapped his hand around it and stroked it gently, then
kissed Chad on the cheek and slipped into one of the deepest, smoothest sleeps he’d ever
experienced, wishing he had a dick like this in his hand every night of the week for the rest of his
life.
In the morning, Ricky woke with Chad kneeling over his face. He wiped the sleep from
his eyes and squinted through sunshine streaming through the window over his desk. Chad’s
balls were swinging and he was rubbing the head of his erection up and down Ricky’s left cheek.
Ricky could smell his damp, spicy scent and he could practically feel the invisible rush of
testosterone in the room. He opened his eyes all the way and smiled. When he looked up, Chad
was looking down at him with one eyebrow raised. His beard had grown heavier, which made
him look older and slightly dangerous.
“Good morning,” Chad said. His balls were inches from Ricky’s chin.
Ricky lifted his arm and placed his palm on Chad’s hard thigh. He wanted to pinch
himself to make sure he wasn’t dreaming this. “Good morning to you, too.”
Chad smacked his cock on Ricky’s lips and smiled. He pulled the covers off and exposed
Ricky’s naked body. “You look good in sunlight. I can’t believe how smooth and soft you are.”
Ricky didn’t reply. He could barely catch his breath. He just turned his head and opened
his mouth. When he stuck out his tongue this time, Chad forced his dick into Ricky’s mouth and
moaned out loud about how wet and soft it felt. As Ricky started sucking, Chad’s hips started to
buck. Chad stretched out his legs and grabbed the headboard for support so he could fuck
Ricky’s face. It didn’t take long for the first drops of Chad’s pre-come to hit Ricky’s tongue. The
guy was ready to burst, and it made Ricky suck harder and faster. Though he was enjoying himself, Ricky wanted to please him. He wanted Chad to remember this experience for a long
time.
“I’m close,” Chad said. His balls were slapping against Ricky’s chin now. “If you keep
sucking this way, I’m gonna blow, baby. I can’t control myself. Should I pull out? I can jack all
over your face instead.”
Ricky looked up and noticed Chad’s red face and the thick vein bulging in his forehead.
He’d read stories about men who couldn’t control themselves and he’d seen porn films where
actors edged this way to make the scenes more exciting. But this was real. Chad was enjoying
this as much as Ricky was and Ricky didn’t want to stop. So Ricky reached down and held his
own erection. He looked into Chad’s dark brown eyes, nodded, and grunted with a mouthful of
cock. He wanted Chad to come this way. Though he’d never swallowed another man’s load
before, everything about it felt natural and right.
Chad’s head fell back and his mouth opened wide, then his penis hit the back of Ricky’s
throat and exploded. His body jerked and his legs twitched. Ricky closed his eyes and gulped,
controlling his gag reflex so he wouldn’t choke on the swallow, jacking his own dick at the same
time. With Chad’s dick buried in his mouth, Ricky’s entire body went rigid and he shot a thick
stream all over his chest. Then he reached up and started squeezing Chad’s balls. Then he
continued sucking until he felt Chad go limp against his tongue. A drop of Chad’s perspiration
fell on his cheek. He inhaled and savored Chad’s scent for as long as he could hold his breath.
When Chad pulled out, he had to pry Ricky’s lips from his dick because Ricky didn’t want to
release it.
Ricky smiled. He licked his lips and wiped his chin. “Thank you.” Chad laughed. He leaned forward and rubbed his balls into Ricky’s nose. “I should be
thanking
you
. That’s the best head I’ve had in a long time. Are you sure you’ve never done this
before? You’re a dirty little guy for a beginner.”
Ricky shrugged. He took this as a compliment. “You’re the first.” He pressed his palm to
his heart. “I swear and hope to die.”
* * * *
While Ricky used the bathroom, Chad got dressed and went downstairs. Chad was the
kind of guy who could just put on his clothes, run his fingers through his hair, and look great.
Ricky, on the other hand, liked to shower and prepare for the day. If he didn’t, he felt self
conscious and unkempt. That morning he had to splash cold water on his face because his lips
were swollen and red from sucking so hard. But he didn’t brush his teeth or rinse out his mouth.
He could still taste Chad and he wanted to hold on to that taste for as long as he could.
By the time Ricky joined him downstairs, Chad was already seated at the head of the
dining room table, reading the newspaper. He was sipping coffee and eating toast as if he lived
there. He looked up at Ricky and smiled. “You’ve got a great place here, Henry. I’ll bet it’s
worth a small fortune, even in this market.”
Ricky shrugged. “I guess. I’m not sure.” He’d never considered this. He’d grown up in
this house and he’d always taken it for granted.
Chad finished his coffee and stood up from the table. He crossed through the dining room
and ran his fingertips across the white column that divided the dining room and living room.
“Real estate is always the best investment. You can’t go wrong, Henry.” Ricky put his hands in his pockets and cleared his throat. “My name’s not Henry. It’s
Ricky.” He could still taste Chad’s dick. He didn’t feel right lying about his name anymore.
Chad shrugged. “That’s cool. I like Ricky much better.”
“You’re not mad?” He would have been mad if he’d been Chad. But he decided not to
mention this.
“Of course not,” Chad said. “I’ve been told worse. Fake names are the least of it.”
In full daylight, Ricky couldn’t help noticing Chad’s adorable ass. He hadn’t put on his
black sport jacket yet. His ass was tiny and firm, with two rounds you could hold in each palm.
Then he noticed Chad’s athletic legs and his broad shoulders. Chad, in fact, was better looking
than Keanu Reeves, and he was better looking than any of the men Ricky had ever fantasized
about. Ricky felt a pull in his groin and a tug in his stomach. He still couldn’t believe he’d been
with this gorgeous guy all night. He’d lifted his legs and taken his dick, he’d gone down on his
knees and sucked him off, and he’d slept with him in his own bed. Thinking about how he’d just
sucked him off upstairs, to the finish, a chill passed through his body. Leyland would never
believe this. Ricky wished he could take a few photos just to prove it.
He was about to ask Chad if he wanted anything else for breakfast when Chad smiled and
said, “I guess you’d better pay me now. It’s getting late and I have to get back to New York. I
was worried about coming all the way out here last night, but it was worth it.”
Ricky’s face fell. He felt a twinge in his gut and his arms went limp at his sides. He
should have remembered all this was just a business deal. There were no emotions involved and
Chad was just a male prostitute doing his job. So Ricky squared his shoulders and forced a smile.
“How much?”
“Five hundred bucks,” Chad said. He held out his palm and lifted his chin. Ricky blinked. “I don’t have that much money in the house.”
Chad smiled. “Then we have a problem, man.”
“Seriously,” Ricky said. He couldn’t believe Chad was being this matter-of-fact. Not
more than one hour ago this guy was trying to get Ricky’s mouth pregnant. Ricky’s jaw still
ached, and his lips were still puffy. He stared down at his shoes and said, “Can I send you the
money?”
Chad walked over to him and placed his palm on the small of his back. He pulled him up
against his body and asked, “How much do you have, baby?”
Ricky’s heart fluttered. He didn’t care about money anymore. You couldn’t put a price on
the way Chad was holding him at that moment. All he cared about was Chad’s big strong hands
and his soft, deep voice. He still had some of the money his mom had given him, plus some cash
that had been stashed under his bed for an emergency. “I have about two hundred.”
Chad’s hand went down and he squeezed Ricky’s ass so hard Ricky’s body jumped and
he reached for Chad’s shoulders for support. He closed his eyes and moaned, hoping Chad would
take him right there on the dining room table. Ricky would clear the table with the swipe of his
arm and pull down his pants. He’d lift up his legs and arch his back. Then he’d look into Chad’s
eyes, while Chad pulled his dick out of his pants, and he’d whisper, “Fuck me, Chad. Fuck me
now. Give it to me one more time.”
But that’s not what happened. Chad shook his head and said, “That’s not a good thing,
Ricky. I need five hundred.” He leaned forward and rubbed his stubble against Ricky’s cheek.
“After all, I took good care of you last night, didn’t I? And I took very good care of you this
morning upstairs, didn’t I? I deserve to be paid.”
“Ah well, yes, you did,” Ricky said. He couldn’t argue that point. His ass was still tingling thanks to Chad’s big dick. All in all, five hundred bucks wasn’t much for one of the best
experiences of his life so far, and what might be the best experience of his life altogether. So he
shrugged and said, “I have a few bonds at the bank. I could go cash them in.” He ran his hand
