Date: Fri, 18 Sep 2009 18:16:45 -0700 (PDT)
From: T Claybourn <silkystetson@yahoo.com>
Subject: You want me to do what 15

You want me to do what.
T. Clayborn
Chapter 15

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"Ry, I'm home," I called out, as I opened the door. The apartment was quiet
and dark.

"In here, babe," Ry yelled out. I followed the voice to the bedroom; Ry had
just finished making the bed. "I didn't think you wanted to sleep on nasty
sheets; I mean I haven't changed them since you've been gone," he said,
giving me an embarrassing smile.

"Oh," was all I said.

"Dinner is going to be on the table here in a half hour," he said, tossing
the last pillow on the bed and coming toward me. "You just relax; take a
shower, or whatever; I'll call you when it's done." Then he slipped into
the kitchen area. "Your stuff in the bathroom," he yelled out to me.

`Ok, so I guess I'll go take a shower,' I thought, as I went to the
bathroom. Ry had laid out my Dr. Pepper sleep pants and Tee. The baby magic
body washes and shampoo were on the tub, and two white washcloths, along
with my towel.  Well, some things may not change, but that's alright; I
didn't mind. I took a bath, and it felt great! It had been a while since I
could actually soak.

"You want me to wash your back?" I heard. I removed the washcloth I had
laid across my eyes, and looked at him. He gave me a smile.

"Please," I said, handing him the stuff. He knelt down and scrubbed my
back; I was in heaven, having his strong hands scrub me like he used to. "I
missed you," I told him.

"I missed you more," he said, lifting my chin up to plant a hard kiss on
it. "But right now, dinner is getting cold, and if I remember right, you
like your spaghetti hot and your DP ice cold," he said, getting up and
pulling the plug. "Rinse off and get dressed; you've got five minutes," he
said, going out the door.

"You like being the boss, don't you?" I yelled out, as I dried myself.

"You know it," he yelled back.

"Damn, Ry!  I am impressed! It was actually good. You can cook," I told
him, as I started to gather the dishes.

"Well, it's not hard to open a bag of pasta and cook it, then reheat sauce
mom made," he said, giving me a smile.

"Yeah, I guess not, but it was still good, being I haven't eaten all that
much," I told him, as he handed me a bowl.

"Dessert?" he asked.

"Yeah." I grabbed it. "Oh, wow! Death by chocolate ice cream with whipped
cream. Thank you," I said, trying not to look too eager. Truth be told,
that's my favorite, and Ry's not crazy about it at all, and he doesn't like
me eating too many sweets. "You're not having any?" I asked, as I dug in.

Ry sat down beside me and kissed me, his tongue snaking into my
mouth. "Nah, I just share yours," he said, pulling back with a grin. If
you've never eaten ice cream that way, try it; you'll love it!

We watched some sci-fi thing that we always watch; then I got to watch a
NCIS show, and that took us until ten at night. We watched, the ten o'clock
news, and just as some talk show came on, Ry turned off the TV, and got up
make sure the door was locked, and headed to the bathroom. I waited. When
he headed for bed, I got up and went to the bathroom.  I stopped and
thought for a moment - if I climb into bed with him, I would erase
everything I did in the last two weeks. So I went into the guest room and
climbed into bed, knowing Ry would not be happy.

"Pet, you coming to bed?" he called out from the other room.

"I am," I yelled back.

"Why are you in there?" he asked. When he came into the room, I just looked
at him; he looked so sad. "Still don't trust me?" he asked. I could see the
hurt in his eyes. "Ok, love; I understand," he said, as he turned off the
light and headed back to his room.  I laid there for a few minutes, and
waited to make sure he didn't come in and make me go to bed with him.  But
he didn't, so I just laid my arms across my chest, took a deep breath, and
made myself go to sleep, which was not easy.

*******

"Chad, time to get up!" Ry called from the doorway.  I moved my arm off my
head, and looked at him with one eye.  "Come on, you've got school," he
said.

I wanted to flip him off, but I just sat up and rubbed my eyes. "I didn't
sleep well; can I just stay home?" I asked, but he shook his head
'no'. "Fine; be that way," I said, getting up and heading to the bathroom.

When I got to school, Jon met me at the front gate. "Who pissed in your
Cheerios?" he asked, as I came through the gate.

"Fuck off!" I told him; the guard cleared his throat. "Sorry," I said, as I
headed for first period. By the end of the day, I was already in hot water
with two of my teacher's, and my history teacher kept me after class.

"What's eating you?" he asked. He knew I was going to meet dad, the day I
left his house.

"I went back home to Ryan," I told him.

"Is he hurting you?" he asked, sitting on the corner of his desk.

"No, it's just," I stopped and thought for a few minutes. "I really didn't
sleep good last night." I knew from the look on his face that he was not
buying what I was selling. "Honest," I said, giving him my best honest
face.

"Chad, you don't need him to push you into something you will regret later
in life. Hell, dude! You're cute as hell; I know you'll find someone who
will love you for all you're worth," he told me, as he stood up. "If you
need to talk, you've got my phone, and you know where I work, and live," he
said with a laugh, just as the door opened. "We're leaving," he told the
janitor. I got up and left and he followed. "Remember.  Love is a two-way
street," he said, as he jogged off toward his boyfriend's car.

`Yeah, and right now I'm going the wrong way on it,' I thought, as I headed
for my car. I got in and sat there for a few minutes, to let the car warm
up. Yeah, I know, but I had to think. Then my phone beeped. I looked at it,
and saw that I had a new text message. Finding it, I read,

"Pet, after-school practice today; I need to be there. Order pizza or
something for yourself; I'll grab something on the way home. Luv, Ry."

"Figures," I yelled, tossing the phone to the other seat, and headed
home. I got my homework finished, and ordered Chinese for dinner. Like
always, my eyes were bigger then my stomach and I ordered too much. So I
shoved what I didn't eat, in the fridge. Then I headed for the computer to
check out my sites, and see what was going on with all my buddies. By the
time I went to bed, Ry was still not at home.

*****

It was the third night when all hell broke loose.

"What the hell is your problem?" Ry yelled at me one night, when I headed
for bed.

"Nothing," I snapped back. Before I could close the door, Ry advanced on
me.

"Chad just lay down with me. Please? I won't try anything, I promise. I
just want to have you in my arms," he told me. I just looked at him; I
could tell by the way he looked at me that he was telling the truth.

 "Alright" I grabbed my pillows and headed to the other room. Once we were
in bed, I stayed as close to the edge as I could, without falling off,

"Babe, I'm not going to bite," Ry told me, so I moved over a little. After
a bit, I found myself curling up next to him; his body was warm, and I
missed it so much.

We lay there for awhile, and then I felt Ry's hand come up and move under
my head, and then slowly came around me. Then his fingers gently touched my
back, as he slowly started to rub it. I closed my eyes and let my body
relax into it.

"Chad, time to wake up," Ry said, as he pulled the blankets off me. "We've
got school," he said, as he pulled on some pants. I just growled, but got
up.

 School was a drag. We were getting ready for finals, and my heart was not
into it. Usually, I would be able to breeze through them, but this time I
got sick just thinking about them.  At one point, the school nurse called
my mom to come and get me, and I ended up at the Doctor's office.

 "Chad, are you alright?" I heard, and then felt a large hand on my
forehead.

"Yeah, just nauseated," I told him, without opening my eyes.

"The Doctor said he is so stressed out over finals that it's making him
ill," Mom said, as she brought me a cup of warm lemon tea. I just looked at
Ry, and he smiled at me as he helped me sit up.

"Well, what can I do to help?" Ry asked mom. She just shrugged her
shoulders at him.

"She wants me to move back home until finals are over," I told him, "But I
told her `no'," I said quickly, when I saw Ry's face. Hell! We've been
apart for two weeks, and we're still not totally together yet, which is my
fault. "Doctor gave me scrip for some anti-stress pills," I said, handing
him the bag. Ry looked at it and shook his head.

"Let me take you home; a hot bath and a rub down would do you good," Ry
said as he headed back into the kitchen.

After dinner, Ry fixed my bath for me. When I came in, the water was a pink
color. I just looked at him, and he placed both hands on the side of my
face and kissed me hard on the mouth. "Trust me," he said. As he pulled
back from the kiss, I had to hang onto the counter, so I would not fall to
my knees. "Half hour soak, and then I rub you down with some oil I got from
a friend," he said. As I climbed into the really warm bath, Ry stayed and
made sure I didn't fall, once I was laid back into the water. I heard the
snap click of the light, and the room got dark, except for the glow of my
night light. Then Ry shut the door. I let my body relax into the Then I
heard, "Chad, come on; time to get out." Ry gently moved my hair from my
eyes, and I saw Ry smiling at me. "How you feel?" he asked. I just smiled
at him; whatever was in the water made my whole body tingle. "That's what I
thought," Ry said, as he held open my towel for me. I

 stood up and opened my arms; he wrapped the towel around me, and lifted me
out of the bath. Then he carried me to the extra room, where the desk was
cleaned off. I looked around and saw that the computer and printer were on
the floor, and all the books and papers were just placed here and there.  A
plastic sheet was laid over the top of the desk, with a pillow on it; I
just looked at Ry.  "Easy Pet; I need a surface so I can rub you down." Ry
He laid me down on a sheet, with a soft mat under it.  "Relax, and trust
me, alright? I won't do anything to you sexually; I promise. Now roll
over," he said.

I did, and Ry moved me to where he wanted me, and then I felt him fix the
towel so it was just across my butt. I heard him rub his hands together;
then I felt a warm feeling on my neck. His hands were strong, but gentle on
my neck. He rubbed his thumbs around the nape of my neck, and then he moved
lower. He took his time as he did this, and I heard him begin to hum a song
that he and I both like. He massaged my neck, then shoulders, then one
arm. His thumbs then went down my spine and stopped at my tail bone, and I
felt the towel being removed. "Sorry, pet, it's in the way," he said. Then
he gently took one cheek into his hands and rubbed, letting his finger
gently rub in my crack and against my hole. Then he moved down my one leg
to one foot, and then worked his way back up the other side. I was in
heaven; I could feel the knots untie and, for some reason, I felt better. I
opened my eyes to look at him, when his finger gently touched my ear.

 "Ok, pet, rollover," he said, with a smile; I did.

Again, he started at my neck and worked his way down to my belly; he was
being very gentle with me. Then I felt his hands go between my legs, and I
opened my eyes just a bit. He gently massaged around my ball sack, causing
me to get hard, but he never touched my dick. I couldn't help it; I shot a
load all over my abs and chest.

"That good, huh" Ry asked with a smile, as he cleaned up my mess.

"Yeah" I could feel my cheeks get hot with embarrassment, as he helped me
sit up.

"How do you feel? He asked

"Well my headache is gone, and I don't feel like I was run over by a
truck," I told him.

 "Good," he said, as he placed his hands on my hips. His chest was bare, so
I laid my head on it. His hand still gently rubbed up and down my back for
a few minutes; then he stepped closer to me.  I looked up as he looked down
at me; he smiled, and I blushed. His face hovered over mine for a second,
then his lips touched mine, and mine touched his. We kissed and his tongue
touched my lips. I opened my mouth, and we kissed harder. I felt my cock
get hard, and my hand went to his crotch; his cock was hard as hell. I
pulled back. "Ry," I said with a faint voice.

"I'm sorry, pet. I got carried away," he said.

"No, Ry, I want this; I want you to make love to me," I said. His eyes lit
up; then his mouth covered mine in a deep kiss He broke the kiss as he
lifted me off the desk, carrying me to the room, where he laid me on the
bed. I quickly pulled the blankets off the bed and lay down; Ry stripped
faster than I had ever seen him do.

He then crawled up on the bed, only stopping to take my dick into his
mouth, and sucked me hard! One hand played with my balls as he sucked. All
I could do was move my legs, so I lifted my ass off the bed, and I began
fucking his mouth. Oh, God! How I wanted this in a bad way!

"Ry, I'm going to cum," I told him. He stopped long enough to wet his
finger with his spit, and then gently pushed it into my hole. He wiggled it
around a bit, and then I felt him hit my sweet spot a few times. I shot
hard and fast, and felt Ry swallow what I gave him; he didn't lose a
drop. I let out a sigh and sank back down onto the bed, and he let my limp
dick drop from his mouth. My body was still shaking a bit from the orgasm I
just had.

"Feel better, pet," he asked, his face just millimeters away from mine. I
reached up and pulled him down to me; our lips locked, and my hand tried to
grab his leaking dick. "No, not yet," he said, as he lifted my legs up to
my shoulders. I grabbed them under the knees, and Ry then slid back down so
that his face was at my ass. I gave a yip when I felt his tongue touch my
hole. As Ry ate my ass, my dick grew hard again.  Then I felt a slick
finger slip inside me; Ry was sucking and biting my neck - he knew that
would literally turn me into mush. When I felt two fingers enter my ass, Ry
was busy sucking my nipple. Every now and then, he gives it a nip, and
pulled it hard with his teeth. All I could do was wiggle and fuck myself on
his fingers. Then three fingers went in, and I shot a load all over my
chest; Ry just belly laughed. "Ready, pet?"  He asked. I felt his dick at
my opening; all I could do was nod my head `yes'; talking was out

 of the question. I felt him push in just a little, and I bit down on my
lip so I would not yell out.

"Don't hold back, baby; you know I love to hear you when we fuck," he said
in a whisper, as he pushed in further. "Damn, Pet, you're still tight," he
said, shoving a little more into me.

All I could do was ummm, mmm, Ohhhh, awww, and push down on him. When I
felt Ry him stop, I opened my eyes and looked at him; he just smiled. "Want
me to stop?" he asked. I wrapped my legs around his hips, and pushed his
ass towards me, making him slide in a little more. "Easy, pet, easy," he
said, as he pushed still more into me. "Ok, pet, breathe," he said, as he
slowly fucked me. "I'm in; you can breathe now," he said, with a smile. He
bent down and kissed my mouth, and we fucked and kissed for a long time. Ry
then put his hands beside my head and looked into my eyes; his were full of
lust, and they danced in their sockets.

"Pound me, Ry, just fucking pound me," I said, but he shook his head `no'.

"We're not fucking; we're loving each other," he said, as he fucked me a
little harder. "I don't want to hurt you," he said, as he stopped and
helped me roll onto my side. Then he lay down beside me, and placed my leg
over his hip. He fucked me so gently, that it was actually maddening! I
wanted it hard and fast, but Ry was actually making love to me. His mouth
was on the back of my neck, kissing it, while his hand was gently rubbing
my nipple.  He Then he slipped his arm under me, and held me close to his
body. "Cum with me, baby. Can you do that for me?" he asked, speaking
softly into my ear. I shook my head `no'; I was almost there, but not quite
yet. "Tell me when; then we will cum together," he said. Again, he shifted
me just a little, only this time, every time he moved in or out, the head
hit my sweet spot.

"Ry, Oh God, Now, yes now, please!" I babbled. Ry picked up the pace just a
little, and he licked my neck. Just as I felt his dick thicken in me, my
dick jerked, and I felt Ry teeth sink his teeth into my neck, and that was
it! We both came together so hard it took my breath away.

"Chad love you alright?" I heard Ry ask. I just looked up at him; he looked
concern at first; then he smiled. "I still have it, huh?" he asked.

"When did you lose it?" I asked when I was able to talk again. Ry just
smiled, and lay down. His dick was still buried balls deep in me, and he
pulled me close to him and kissed the top of my forehead. "I missed this so
much," I told him.

"Yeah, baby, me too," he said with a whisper.

I was not sure of the time, but I was awakened to one hell of a belly
cramp.  I just made it to the toilet before I threw up everything! "Oh,
man!  What a taste," I said, to no one. I turned on the water to wash out
my mouth, when I noticed the water was red. I glanced up at the mirror and
opened my mouth. My teeth tongue, and lips were stained red, and I had this
copper taste in my mouth.

"Ryan!" I yelled. I was scared out of my mind. Then my belly churned again,
and I barfed up blood in the sink. "Ryan!" I screamed this time. I felt
weak in the legs, and my head felt foggy. I was going to pass out, and Ryan
would not wake up. "RYAN!" I screamed again, holding onto the sink for
balance.

"What?" he snapped, from the door. I turned to look at him. "Shit!" was all
I heard.