The Best Gift
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Patrick was so nice and tight. He pressed his cock into him and grabbed his hips pulling Patrick back on him. “Sweet fuck,” he muttered. “You don’t know how great it feels to sink my cock inside you.”
A deep groan escaped from Patrick. “Oh yeah, fuck me,” he said. “Keep pushing, please.”
Just as he’d thought, a bottom to the core. He adored a cute little bottom that was insatiable. It was a fact that some men took time to discover their true position as a bottom and a good one was hard to find. He’s made a great discovery; he felt that already by the way Patrick clamped his ass around his cock. “Oh yeah, slide back on my dick,” he ordered as he leaned and reached ahead to grab the back of Patrick’s hair being mindful not to pull too hard. “You got what you wanted after all hey? I bet you’re a regular cockslut. Tell me how much you love it when a man uses you for his pleasure.”
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Patrick swallowed hard hearing Ryan’s harsh words. He didn’t know how to react, but it turned him on as was evident by his hard cock bobbing between his legs as Ryan invaded his ass. “I love it,” he said, the words coming out almost in a grunt. “I love it when guys fuck me…and use me.” It sounded funny coming from his mouth since in reality he wasn’t all that experienced, but he’d do just about anything to play along with this hot stud pounding his hole.
“That’s my boy,” said Ryan. “Let it all out, don’t hide anything.”
He pushed back against Ryan’s cock and gasped as Ryan’s balls slapped against his own. That had to be eight inches of thick cock inside him. Never had he been so full and stretched in his entire life and it felt fucking sextastic!
“That’s it; fuck me with your ass.”
He pulled away from Ryan and slammed his asshole back down impaling himself. He let out a deep moan and did it again, and again. “Fuck,” he whimpered. It was painful, yet it felt so damned good. He stretched his arms out in front of him on the bed and stuck his ass further into the air. He glanced back over his left shoulder and grinned. “Come on, fuck me you dirty bastard,” he said, feeling impish and into the hot scene playing out between them. “Show me who’s boss.” He reached between his legs and jerked his cock knowing he wouldn’t be able to hold out much longer.
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This was just what Ryan needed to hear to spurn him on. He kicked into high gear and rammed into Patrick with a newfound vigour. “Take it,” he said, grinding into the other man’s buttocks. “Fuck, you’re driving me insane here.” He felt his legs getting weak and that intense need to come was there causing his balls to rise, and when it happened, he leaned over Patrick and ran his hands up and down the man’s fine, smooth back. “I’m coming,” he announced. “You’re making me come with your ass, man.” He felt Patrick rise and fall under him, and tense up as the guy groaned and said his name. He smirked; he did just as he’d promised.
They lay side by side and for a moment neither of them said anything as they regained their senses. “See, I had you begging for more,” he said breaking the silence between them.
Patrick laughed. “You didn’t have me begging.”
“Please. You were ready to pass out. That’s why I took pity and ended it earlier than I usually do. I knew you were finding it hard to keep up.”
Patrick sat up in bed and looked down at him. He grinned and shook his head. “You’re really something. I can just imagine you at the hospital breaking all those young nurse’s hearts. It’s just another case of the dashing doctor strikes again. Only this time it’s me who’s been the lucky one.”
“They don’t have what I want unfortunately,” said Ryan. “Okay, well there are some cute male nurses around, but they are often not looking for much.”
“I see,” said Patrick as he nodded his head. “What are you looking for?”
He pondered the question for a moment before answering. He wasn’t quite sure to be honest. “I don’t know. It’d be nice to have someone to spend time with. I have a great life, but there are times when I feel I’m missing out on something. A perfect example is Christmas. I’m spending it with my parents and I love them to death, they’re great. Yet, I cannot help but think what it would be like to have someone who loves me by my side.”
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He knew exactly how Ryan felt and perhaps there was more to this man then he’d initially thought. He slide back down on the bed and rolled on his side to face Ryan. “I know how you feel. Do you date?”
“Dating, wow it’s been a long time since I went out on a real date. Most of the guys I know only want sex.” Ryan looked at Patrick and rolled his eyes. “And here I am, in bed with you just after we’ve met for the first time. You must be thinking all kinds of great things about me now.”
He wasn’t thinking much of anything only that it had been a great night so far. “I don’t judge. It would be silly of me to judge you since I was more than a willing partner. I’m glad we met.”
“Thanks for that,” replied Ryan. “I don’t have to be at my parents till noon tomorrow so I can stay the night if you’d like?”
He ran one hand across Ryan’s chest and traced his fingers up to the man’s lips where he pressed against them feeling Ryan’s lips kiss his fingertips. “I’d like that a lot.”
****
The next morning Patrick was the first to wake. This was most certainly a holiday to remember and when he leaned in to kiss a sleeping Ryan, in an instant, he felt his cock harden. The attraction he felt for this man was crazy and a little scary.
“Good morning, cutie,” said Ryan as he opened his eyes. “And Merry Christmas to you.”
“Merry Christmas,” he said.
“I’d like to get together with you again tonight. I’ll be done with my parents by then and we can hang out and stuff. I don’t want to come on too strong, it’s not my style. But I do like you and I think we could have a good deal of fun together, and I’d like to see where that leads.” Ryan took a deep breath as he stopped talking. “Sorry, I know that was rather a mouthful.”
“That would be great. You can come on around whenever you like tonight. I’ll be here and done with family by then too.”
“Great!” Ryan raised one brow and reached down below the blankets until Patrick felt his fingers curl around his erection. “What’s this? Are you a little turned on by being in bed with me, sexy?” he asked.
Patrick blushed. He had a hard time talking openly about stuff like this. “Maybe,” he admitted.
“You’re so cute when you get all flushed and that makes me so fucking hot. I like that I turn you on and you do it for me too, see.” Ryan pulled the blankets from his body to reveal his arousal. “I want to make you feel good. Lay back on the bed on your back.”
Patrick did as Ryan ordered and when the hot doctor guided his cock into his mouth, he sucked in a breath. “Oh man,” he said. His fingers entwined in Ryan’s hair and he guided him alone sliding his cock in and out of his hot, wet mouth.
Ryan pulled back from him and looked up. “You like that?”
He nodded. “I love it.”
“Good, consider this your Christmas present from me.”
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Ryan bobbed his head up and down and massaged Patrick’s balls as he sucked. Patrick squirmed under him and from the moans and groans coming from him; he guessed he was a damned good job pleasing him.
“I’m going to come,” warned Patrick. He tried to push Ryan’s head away, but he wasn’t having it. “Fuck, man here it comes.”
He felt hot ropes of cum flood his mouth. He swallowed and when he pulled from Patrick’s still throbbing cock, he licked the shaft up and down not missing a drop. “Nice babe,” he said. “Very nice.”
“Sensitive,” said Patrick, moving his hips slightly. “I didn’t think I would come so quickly like that from oral alone, but you have talent.”
“Maybe I’ll put cocksucking on my resume the next time I decide to look for a new position in medicine,” he kidded.
“I bet it would get you some rather
interesting offers.”
“Ha! For sure.” He glanced at the clock radio next to bed. It was nearing ten and he had just enough time to get home and make himself presentable before attending Christmas dinner at his parents. He had the urge to ask Patrick to come along with him, but put it off as being a silly idea. The man had his own family and he’d only come across as being pushy. He scooted out of bed and hauled his clothes on as Patrick watched him looking slightly amused. “I’ll see you tonight around eightish and I’ll bring champagne,” he explained. He then leaned down and kissed the man. “And thank you for last night. It was awesomeness at its best.”
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Patrick listened as the front door shut behind Ryan as he made his exit and he couldn’t help but smile just a little as he touched his lips still feeling the way their lips felt pressed together.
What had started out as another boring annual Christmas party at his parent’s house had turned into some special and for the first time in a long time, he felt that little tinge of anticipation flood through him to his inner core. Already he was looking forward to seeing Ryan again and the handsome doctor had left but minutes ago.
He was stirred from his thoughts by his cell ringing and when he found it in his jacket pocket, he flicked it open, Jen. “Hello,” he said, accepting the call.
“Where are you?” she asked. “Mom was crazy this morning when you didn’t show up for the traditional Christmas breakfast and presents. I told her you had other plans but would be here by noon.”
“Thanks. Well you know, things got a little busy.”
“I bet,” she said, giggling under her breath. “I want details and don’t you dare leave anything out.”
“You’re getting nothing,” he teased. He wasn’t one to kiss and tell. “I will say that it was a great night and I’m seeing him again after I’m done with the family stuff.”
“You lucky bastard. I can’t believe you picked up at Mom and Dad’s tragic party, and a handsome doctor.”
“I totally wasn’t expecting it.”
Jen laughed. “Some guys have all the luck and some girls like me have none. Maybe I should become a lesbian?”
“It would ever work, you like men too damned much,” he replied.
“True. So, get ready and come over. It’s boring as hell here and you can and will tell me more about your night in person.”
“Give me an hour to clean up and send my regards to Mom and Dad.”
“Sure. Oh and Merry Christmas,” said Jen. She then hung up.
Christmas. It was a magical time of year. As a child he believed in Santa and all things impossible. Never could he have imagined he’d meet a man like Ryan at his parent’s party. Perhaps it was a miracle, a Christmas miracle. He liked the idea of that. For a long time he’d wished he could meet the right one, and while it was far too early to think that Ryan was Mr. Right, it was something he was willing to explore.
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