A Healed Heart. (A mans love book 1)

Part 4: The journey begins

"Love is the master key that opens the gates of happiness"

-Oliver Wendell Holmes

Chapter 11

Ryan led me into his apartment and shut the door. He pushed me against the wall and kissed me passionately before pulling off his shirt. He began to rub his body against mine, and I began moaning. I felt so good that it was then that I realized that I loved Ryan with all my heart, and even though I was afraid to lose him, I realized that if I treated him right, then he would be mine forever, and I would never lose him. Ryan pulled off my shirt, and I felt him feel my body. I threw my head back as he began to lick my nipples. "Ryan." I said as he began to undo my belt. He then pulled off my pants and began playing with my member through my underwear. He led me to his bedroom, and shut the door before pulling off his shirt, and taking off his pants. He tossed them to the floor before grabbing me and gently laying me down on the bed. Before I knew it, all of my clothes were gone, and I was lying on Ryan's bed, bare naked. Ryan still had his underwear on, and he climbed into bed with me before kissing me again. "I'm ready Ryan." I said suddenly. Ryan smiled as he laid down next to me on the bed. "I love you Anthony." He said as he lifted my legs and pressed himself against my backside. I was really stiff, and I wanted him inside me so bad, I wanted to be one with him. I began to squirm with impatience, and Ryan chuckled. "We have to take it slow baby." He said. "I don't want to hurt you." He released me and reached for the lotion on the nightstand. He spread some over my backside, and inserted his middle finger. I felt my body convulse with pleasure, and I felt Ryan begin to stroke my hard member. "Ryan" I moaned as my backside swallowed his finger. Ryan inserted another finger, and then another. After a while, Ryan had three fingers inside me. Once Ryan had felt that I was loose enough, he pulled his fingers out of me as I gasped out of pleasure. "Are you ready?" Ryan asked. He began rubbing his midsection against me. "Take me Ryan." I gasped. "I'm yours, take me.... please." "With pleasure." Ryan chuckled as he slowly entered me. I arched my back and threw my head back as Ryan slowly began to sex me. I felt so complete when I lost my virginity at that moment. I didn't have any regrets, or any desire to stop making love to him. I wanted to practice celibacy until we got a little farther in our relationship, but I realized that Ryan is my love, and I've wanted to make love to him ever since we kissed that night on the couch. Even though my homophobic family taught me that premarital sex is wrong, they were wrong about a lot of things. Including accepting me for who I am, and knowing that I cannot change, no matter how much they damn me. My mind flashed back to when Ryan and I first met, when he had our first date, and when we finally kissed. My mind went back to everything up until now. Ryan certainly knew what he was doing. And I was enjoying every bit of him. Ryan placed his hands on my body as he lifted me off the bed and pressed his body against mine as he made love to me. He then spun me around while he was still inside me and continued to sex me while his mouth pressed against mine and allowed our tongues to fight for dominance. He won, and he licked the roof of my mouth and sucked on my tongue, filling me with a deep feeling of ecstasy and pleasure. "Ryan." I murmured, as I felt myself about to release. I hadn't known that Ryan had been rubbing me while he was making love to me. I pleaded his name again, but he didn't hear me; he was too focused on what he was doing. I felt my midsection begin to convulse in Ryan's had. That's when Ryan smiled, and he looked at me. "I'm going to......" I began, but Ryan already knew what was about to happen. "Do it Anthony." He said. I felt like I was going to do it too fast, and ruin the moment, so I tried to hold it in. I failed, at that exact moment, Ryan pushed himself farther inside me, hitting my prostate. I screamed as I came. The heat from his hard strokes on my member made it extremely hard for me to hold in my fluids. I yelled as I felt myself release, covering Ryan's hand in myself. Before in knew it, Ryan groaned loudly as he came inside me. I felt myself melt into his grip as I lost my balance and slumped backwards into his warm chest. I was gasping for air as Ryan leaned down and began gently kissing my neck. "I'm with you now Ryan." I gasped. "You're mine now." Ryan concurred as he continued to kiss my neck. I felt him gently yet firmly chewing on my neck, but I couldn't do anything as he had just taken me to a seemingly different planet. Ryan then released me and we flopped on the bed, not even bothering to pull the sheet over us due to exhaustion. Ryan snuggled beside me and pressed himself against my backside before he gently bit my ear and whispered; "I love you baby." That was the last thing I heard before I passed out.

I turned over in my sheets only to find out that Ryan wasn't there. I suddenly saw the bathroom door open, and Ryan stepped out. I sat up and stared at him. "Good morning beautiful." He said. I smiled at him before I got out of bed, I felt some irritation on the side of my neck, and when I scratched it, I winced in pain. I went to the mirror, and saw a huge hickey on the side of my neck. I gently rubbed it, and felt the mild pain again. Ryan heard me wince, because he came to me. "What's wrong?" He asked. "I have a hickey." I said, grinning like a seven-year-old boy who had just lost his first tooth. Ryan pressed himself against me and gently moved my hand before inspecting my hickey. "It'll go away." He assured me. He went to the bathroom and came out with a Band-Aid a moment later. He gently pressed it against my hickey, and gently kissed it. "Good as new." He said softly. I smiled before I headed to the shower.......................