Want You (BoyxBoy)

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A/N- So, I did not mean to avoid updating for this long. Honestly, time slips by so fast for me lately. It especially did during the holiday season. But I hope you're not too upset with me!!

I hope you all had a great Christmas and New Years to the ones who celebrate them!! My resolution is to finish this book before summer (American summer) which should definitely be possible. But don't hold it against me lol. Anyway, here's sexy Ry and Wes content!!

*Mature

-Ry-

I let my fingers slip into his waistband, and he lifts up some to help me slide them down. I leave his underwear for the time being to not overwhelm him by moving too fast. My hands grip the bottom of his shirt and carefully pull it over his head.

"Yours too," he says, nodding to my clothes. I instantly reach for my own shirt and tug it off before working on my jeans. His eyes shamelessly move down my body, making me heat up faster than I already was.

When they finally meet mine again, he asks, "And could we turn the light off?"

"Yeah." I move over to the switch on the wall, turning off the light, but since it's not completely dark outside, I still can see him pretty well with the light coming though the blinds over my window. "Anything else that'll make you more comfortable?" I ask, willing to do whatever it takes, but he shakes his head. "Lay back on the bed."

He slides himself to the middle of my bed and lies on his back with his knees bent, legs tightly closed together. I climb on the bed with him, positioning myself behind them.

"Are you ready?"

He nods. "Don't forget you said you'd distract me."

"I won't," I assure him.

Although his knees are kind of blocking the view, I take the time to admire him. I'm never going to get enough of this. No matter how many times I see him naked, I'm never going to get used to how gorgeous he is. And although he looks incredible right now, I can tell his body is tensed up, probably from nerves. I guess I can understand it. I'd be nervous too if I was about to do something I've never done. Especially in this aspect.

"Did you research anything, or did you just try it?" I ask, curious to know just how much he knows about this.

"I did some research first."

"Good." I bring my hands up to rest them on his knees, squeezing them some. "Will you spread these for me?"

He complies, slowly letting them part. When they're spread enough, I slot myself between them and lean over him to give him a small kiss.

"Thank you for trusting me enough to come to me for this. And thank you for trying it out for me. Though now I just feel like you're doing it for me."

"I am." Oh. "But I also want it now." He lifts up some to reconnect our lips, surprising me. I feel his arms wrapping around my nape, pulling me closer to him. And as much as I'm enjoying kissing him, his bare chest rubbing with mine is driving me crazy, so I break away before I end up rubbing another part against him.

Admiring him again, I let my hands roam his stomach, the muscles under tightening up. I drag them up and over his nipples, feeling them harden some under my palms before bringing them back down. God, with a body like this, he deserves every inch of it to be praised. Kissed.

I lean back in to plant my lips on his neck. He tilts his head to give me plenty of room to drag my lips down. I lead them to his collarbone, feeling the hard bone under his skin, and I'm almost tempted to leave a mark there. But knowing that's not a good idea, I continue down his body, kissing down the middle of his chest to his navel.