Behind The Limelight 41: B*ner K*ller

After his dinner with Malcolm, Ashton went home. His own home, that is. There were some matters that he needed to take care of before he went over to where he really wanted to spend the night.

Ashton did not ask his driver, he did not have the patience to do that. He drove to Ryker’s house himself, tapping his fingers on the steering wheel with a smile on his face throughout the ride.

Ryker did not even have the time to say ‘hi‘ once he opened the door, as soon as he did that, Ashton kept his hand on his chest and pushed him back against the wall, kicking the door shut behind him with his foot. Ashton pressed Ryker against the wall as he connected their lips.

Ryker took a moment to respond and gain his footing, but he was kissing back Ashton with equal vigor within a few seconds. Ryker unbuttoned Ashton’s shirt as Ashton untied the knot of the other man’s joggers, thankfully he was already shirtless. They were undressing fast, Ashton kicked off his shoes right before Ryker pulled down his pants.

“Bedroom. Now,” Ashton breathed out. Ryker nodded, kissing his fellow actor again as he grabbed Ashton’s thighs. Ashton wrapped his legs around Ryker’s waist, the taller man taking them to his bed. Ashton wasn’t light by any means, but Ryker still managed to carry him to his room.

Only in their briefs, Ryker dropped Ashton gently on the mattress as he got on top of him. But Ashton was way too hyper for that, he flipped them over, straddling Ryker as he kissed his jaw, he licked down his throat and his neck, his teeth nipping at his collarbone as he palmed Ryker’s hardening dick through the thin layer of clothing.

He lowered his underwear, grabbing Ryker’s erection and stroked it while simultaneously kissing and sucking his shoulder, no doubt leaving marks.

“Ah, Christ,” Ryker mumbled, letting out a light laugh that turned into a moan. “What’s gotten into you?”

“Fuck me,” Ashton replied.

“Wait,” Ryker kept a hand on Ashton’s chest, pushing him away as he furrowed his brows in confusion. “What are you saying, Ash?”

“I want you to fuck me,” Ashton whispered as he continued stroking Ryker’s dick, making the man let out a soft hiss of pleasure.

“Slow down for a second, baby, stop,” Ryker said, keeping his hand on top of Ashton’s as if asking him to let go off his erection. “Are you sure about this?”

“I am,” Ashton answered without wasting a single second. “I want this, Ry, I really do. Don’t you?”

“You have no idea how much I want this,” Ryker replied with a soft smile as he kept his hand on Ashton’s head, stroking his hair tenderly. “But today has been…a lot. With your mom and—”

“Please don’t talk about my mother when I’m almost naked in bed with you,” Ashton grunted, looking away. Ryker held the other man’s chin, making Ashton face him.

“All I’m saying is that emotions have been high today, Ash. As much as I want this…I want to do this the right way. I don’t want you to regret anything in the morning,” Ryker paused for a second before continuing in a gentler tone. “That would kill me, baby. I don’t want to be a mistake.”

“You’re not a mistake. You can never be a mistake,” Ashton said as he shook his head, his eyes growing softer at Ryker’s vulnerability. “And I swear I want this, Ry. I want you. I want you so fucking bad that you have no goddamn clue. I know today has been a lot but I promise that I am of sound mind, I know what I’m saying and I’m thinking straight right now.”

“Well, you’re not exactly thinking straight— ouch, what’d you hit me for?” Ryker whined as he rubbed his bicep, where Ashton had just slapped him.

“For being an idiot, what else?” Ashton deadpanned. “Now, do you want to fuck me or not? If not then that’s cool too, I understand, there’s no pressure or anything and I swear I won’t be—”

“I don’t want to fuck you, Ash,” Ryker said, and Ashton’s heart dropped immediately at the reaction. But he respected Ryker’s choice so he nodded nonetheless. “I want to make love to you.”

“That’s the gayest thing you’ve ever said.”

“Oh no, what a surprise! A man about to have sex with another man just said something gay! Call the police!” Ryker exclaimed, making Ashton roll his eyes.

“Your humor is killing my boner,” Ashton retorted.

“There is something else that might kill your boner. You know, when two people have anal sex then they need to take care of some things and you need to—”

“I know, you loser. I’m not a complete idiot. I stopped by my house first, don’t worry, I’m clean and good to go,” Ashton cut him off. Ryker’s brows shot up in surprise as he let out a low whistle.

“Damn. Somebody really wants this dick, huh?”

“I thought you’d be romantic in bed but you’re just an ass.”

“Oh don’t you worry,” Ryker smirked, keeping his hand on Ashton’s cheek as he slowly leaned forward to kiss him again. “I’m going to romance you up real good.”

“Just shut up and kiss me, idiot.”

Ryker didn’t need to be told twice, he pushed Ashton back down as their lips met again. Ryker held Ashton’s wrists, bringing his hands above his head as he kissed down his pecs. A whine like sound left Ashton’s mouth as Ryker’s tongue came in contact with his nipple.

Ryker kissed every inch of Ashton’s chest, licking and sucking and turning the other man into a restless mess. He grinded his hips against Ashton, the sudden friction making Ashton’s heart skip a beat. He wanted more. He wanted so much more and Ryker was taking it too slow for his liking. But then again, he still wouldn’t change a thing.

Ryker kissed up his neck, biting his earlobe gently as he let go of Ashton’s hands. He propped himself slightly higher, looking down at Ashton with a sincere expression.

“You’re sure, right? That you want this?” Ryker asked again. Ashton almost melted at the tender look on the other actor’s face. Ashton could just tell how much Ryker cared about him simply by the way he was looking at him.

“I am,” Ashton answered with a definite nod.

“Okay,” Ryker passed him a small smile. “You can say no anytime, you understand? Even while we’re doing it…just tell me to stop and I will. First times can be uncomfortable and I swear if you feel pain and can’t go on then just tell me. Okay, baby?”

“Okay,” Ashton whispered. Ryker’s smile grew wider as he pecked the tip of Ashton’s nose, before kissing down his chest and his abdomen till he reached the waistband of his briefs.

Ryker grabbed Ashton’s erection through the thin cloth, making Ashton inhale sharply. Ryker slowly pulled his underwear all the way down, and Ashton kicked it away. Ryker spread Ashton’s legs, kissing up from his knees to his inner thigh, before repeating it again on his other leg. Ashton tensed up as Ryker kept kissing and biting the insides of his thighs, so close yet so far away from where he really wanted Ryker’s mouth.

The teasing was driving him insane. Ashton kept his hand on top of Ryker’s head, trying to guide him towards his dick. Ryker smirked as he held the base of Ashton’s shaft, he kissed the tip as he licked all the way down and then back up. He repeated the action a few times, and just when Ashton thought Ryker would take him in his mouth, he surprised him yet again.

Ryker licked down Ashton’s balls, sucking one of them in his mouth. Ashton closed his eyes shut as he moaned rather loudly. Ryker kept licking and sucking there, and Ashton felt like he was losing his mind.

Ryker held the back of Ashton’s knees as he pulled them up, he grabbed the side of Ashton’s hips as his tongue went even lower. The new sensation made Ashton open his eyes again, as he stared down at Ryker with hooded, lust filled eyes. As soon as Ryker’s tongue made contact with Ashton’s hole, the man almost flinched.

It was such a foreign feeling for him. A foreign touch. Ryker ran his tongue around Ashton’s hole, he kissed and he licked, getting him wet. Ashton’s breath started feeling heavier and heavier by the minute. A loud groan escaped his lips as Ryker passed through the tight ring, the tip of his tongue went in and out. Again. In and out.

Then suddenly. He stopped.

“Turn around,” Ryker ordered. Ashton did that without hesitation, laying down on his stomach as Ryker fished for something in his bedside drawer.

Ryker took a pillow, keeping it below Ashton’s pelvis as to help him prop his ass up. He grabbed Ashton’s cheeks, spreading them apart before going down on him again. The new position somehow made it easier for Ashton to simply get lost in the feel. And it felt so goddamn good, so much so that Ashton wondered why he had never done ass play before.

When Ryker rubbed Ashton’s hole with his finger as he simultaneously rimmed him, Ashton bit down hard on his lower lip. He had never felt so vulnerable, so open with anyone but he trusted Ryker completely, and that just intensified everything that he was feeling. He couldn’t help but grind his dick against the pillow, wanting, no— needing some form of friction.

“So needy,” Ryker mumbled as he smacked Ashton’s ass.

“Ah fuck,” Ashton moaned, loving the feel of Ryker’s hands on him. “Do that again.”

“Oh, yeah?” Ryker had slipped in a single finger inside Ashton’s hole, going in and out slowly as he used his other hand to fondle his cheeks. He landed another slap on his ass, receiving the same loud whine from Ashton.

“Again.”

“Like I said, somebody is really needy, huh?” Ryker smacked his ass again, and then again, alternating between the cheeks as he fingered his hole. He spanked him a few more times, before going down on him again.

Ashton heard a soft tick of something opening, and as Ryker exchanged his tongue with his finger again, Ashton felt a cool liquid being rubbed against him. He knew that was lube, and his heart raced again at the thought of what was about to come soon.

Ryker pecked Ashton’s shoulder, he kept pressing kisses all over his back as he slipped the finger back inside. He was taking it slow, going in and out as gently as he could. Ashton was already loose enough, so Ryker inserted another finger. Ashton felt tense again, and Ryker immediately started kissing the back of his ears.

“Relax, love, just relax, yeah?” Ryker whispered. “You’re doing so good, Ash. Holy fuck, my fingers feel amazing inside you. So fucking warm. How do you feel? Talk to me, baby.”

“I feel…I feel like I need more,” Ashton replied, his voice equally low. “I need you inside me, Ry. Now.”

Ryker let out a light chuckle as he fastened his pace, slipping a third finger in as he tried to prepare Ashton for the next step.

“Then tell me, Ash,” Ryker paused, his teeth scraping the other man’s earlobe. “How bad do you want me?”

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no need to call the police, I swear I won’t be robbing you in the next chapter