Dreamin' Out Loud

Chapter 2

"I'll be your dirty little secret, and you'll be mine

You got me knock-knock-knocking at your door

And I'll be coming back for more

We made a promise and we'll keep it

Our dirty little secret."

- Dirty Little Secret, BON JOVI

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"Hey, it's about time you got your lazy ass out of bed."

Blaine gave Ryan the finger as he entered the kitchen wearing only a towel, his skin still damp and glistening from the recent shower. Ryan sat at the counter, eating a bowl of cereal as if he lived there and it was his right to rummage for food.

"Wouldn't Maddy let you out of bed?" Ryan smirked and scooped up a large spoonful of Cherrios and dumped them in his mouth. He looked Blaine over with approving eyes and cocked an eyebrow. "Can't say as I blame her."

Blaine sneered at him and grabbed a coffee cup from the cupboard then filled it and dumped in a spoonful of sugar. "Get this." He snorted as he took a seat on the stool next to Ryan. "Madison was having a hot sex dream about another guy." He shook his head and took a drink of the coffee.

"No shit?" Ryan stared at him, grinning. "She actually admitted that to you?"

"Oh fuck no." Blaine chuckled. "But when I asked if that was what she was dreaming about...she got all red in the face and wouldn't look at me."

"Well, I'll be." Ryan murmured. "Little shy Maddy dreaming about fucking another guy. Would have never guessed it of her."

Blaine punched him in the shoulder. "It was a dream, dumb shit." He said. "People can't help what they dream."

"Yeah, but this is Madison." Ryan grinned. "Sweet, innocent Madison. I mean, I know she gets all wild with you in the bedroom, but outside of that...she doesn't have a sexually promiscuous bone in her body. Fuck, she gets embarrassed if a movie has a heated love scene in it." He shook his head. "Shit, I'm proud of her for having that dream."

"You're an idiot." Blaine mumbled and took another sip of coffee.

"Holy shit, you're jealous." Ryan laughed and nearly fell off the stool as he dodged another punch from Blaine.

"I'm not...jealous." Blaine insisted, sobering a bit. "It's just...if she's dreaming about other guys, does that mean I'm not doin' it for her anymore, or what the fuck?"

Ryan cleared his throat. "Look, you just said people can't help what they dream." He said. "It doesn't mean shit. I mean, fuck, you've never had a dream about another woman? Does it mean you don't love Madison anymore or that she doesn't get you going? No. Doesn't mean shit."

"I guess you're right." Blaine shrugged. He glanced at Ryan. The guy stared back at him, one eyebrow raised. Blaine chuckled. "All right, I got it. Doesn't mean shit."

Nodding in agreement, Ryan grinned. "Besides...how could you think you'd lost your groove thang?" He twisted on the stool and slid his hand along Blaine's inner thigh up underneath the towel. "You are fucking hot, baby."

"Fuck, man." Blaine hissed and slapped his hand away, glancing quickly towards the kitchen doorway. "Madison could walk in any moment."

Ryan chuckled and slid off the stool. "Aw, shit, she's sleeping off that pounding you gave her earlier."

"Excuse me?" Blaine cocked an eyebrow, half grinning.

Chuckling low, Ryan gripped Blaine's knees. "Yeah, I was here...and I heard it all." He buried his face in Blaine's neck, nipping at his skin. "It got me fucking hot." He murmured, his voice thickening. "I almost walked in and asked if I could join."

"Yeah, right." Blaine laughed low and rested his hands on Ryan's hips as the man began to suck on his neck. He swallowed thickly as his cock hardened instantly beneath the towel. "Madison would've freaked. She might be open minded about you being gay and all...but not quite that open."

Ryan groaned and stepped between Blaine's knees. He raked his fingers up through his hair and shifted his mouth to Blaine's lips, seizing a hard kiss. Their tongues danced a wild, erotic dance before they broke away with a light gasp.

"And how open minded..." Ryan panted softly against Blaine's lips. "...do you think she would be about all this?"

"It doesn't matter." Blaine's breath puffed out quick and short, his need to fuck Ryan about to overwhelm him. "Because she doesn't need to know. This thing with us doesn't change my feelings for her. I still love her and am still turned on by her. It's not like I'm gonna dump her for your ass."

Smirking, Ryan kissed him again. "Why would you? When my sweet ass already belongs to you?"

"Exactly." Blaine murmured into his mouth. "I'm one of the lucky guys who gets to eat my cake and have it too."

Ryan returned to Blaine's neck, nuzzling his warm skin. "Can I eat your cake too?" He smiled, tugging at Blaine's throat with his strong lips. Without waiting for an answer, he dropped to his knees before Blaine and shoved his head beneath the towel.

"Fuck!" Blaine hissed sharply when Ryan's lips grabbed his cock head and sucked firmly. "Fuck me." He gasped hard and grabbed Ryan's head through the towel and closed his eyes tight, thrusting his hips forward a little, wanting more of his cock in Ryan's wonderfully hot, wet mouth. "Oh god, man...suck it...mmmm...fuck."

Half his cock was buried in Ryan's throat when, down the hall, the bedroom door opened then closed.

"Shit." Blaine groaned. "It's Madison."

Ryan sucked him harder, pulling his thick shaft deeper into his throat, squeezing his throbbing flesh with his mouth and throat.

"Oh my fucking...ggggg!" His jaw clenched, grinding up his syllables and twisting his face into a mass of sweet agony as Ryan's silky soft mouth and throat canal squeezed and stroked his cock. Blaine's fingers gouged into Ryan's head through the towel. "Fuck, man...you gotta...stop...Madison is...coming."

And so am I if you don't fucking stop!

With clear reluctance, Ryan slowly pulled his mouth off Blaine's cock, giving it one last strong suck as the head popped out of his mouth, tearing a shaky hard gasp from Blaine.

Ryan stood and wiped his mouth, his eyes a bit glassy and his crotch swollen tightly against his jeans. He returned to his stool and began eating his cereal again as if he hadn't just had cock in his mouth.

"Fuck." Blaine shuddered, his cock so fucking hard he had to twist around towards the counter to shield it from view as it formed a massive tent in the towel.