The Misadventures in a Cargo Container [boyxboy]

Chapter Thirteen

So this is the last chapter of The Misadventures....I have no idea what to think. But I've had alot of fun writing it. :D and even more fun reading some of the comments on my story and about my characters......

Now, as a warning....ya'll are going to hate the ending........... =P

Anywho, my perverted readers, I say enjoy *wink wink* lol

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Ryan

Half awake and disoriented, the only thing I registered was Sagan’s hot mouth enclosed on my shaft, and pleasure swamping me. My hands didn’t know whether to shove him away or clutch him closer. The hand that circled the base of my erection decided it for me.

“Sagan?” Some kind of reprieve, “Please.”

He just hummed, the vibration causing me to inhale sharply from the pleasure that bolted through me.

Thrusting deeper into his mouth, I didn’t question why he had taken the initiative, just that I didn’t want this feeling to end. He worked me faster, and between the wet heat and the hand pumping my base, I didn’t last long. Within minutes, my back arched, my stomach tightened, waiting…waiting…

Moaning his name, I came, my dick jerking in Sagan’s mouth, ropes of seed being swallowed just as fast as they were coming. After I relaxed back, I slowly became aware of the fact that Sagan was starting to pump not one, but two fingers in and out of my ass.

How the hell did he do that without my noticing? And did I really want him to continue in the direction he seemed to be going?

Following that thought, Sagan brushed against something that felt like an electric shock that had me gasping and my thoughts scattering like spooked rabbits. As he brushed that pleasure spot again and again, I was effectively kept at his mercy.

For once, I wasn’t in control. Sagan had it all.

Funny thing though, I couldn’t bring myself to care.

Sagan

His muscled body was shuddering, his legs never staying still. I was so hard, I felt ready to explode. Sheathing my dick with a condom, I gently pulled my fingers out of his tight entrance. Lord, was this going to test my patience.

But the thought that followed that was: Mine!

Time to claim what was mine.

Staring down at Ryan, I nudged at him in askance before I took the plunge, literally. His eyes opened wide, but he just hooked his legs around my waist and urged me a little closer without a fight. My hands landed heavily on his hips, dragging him to me, and with one strong push, I popped past the tight ring of muscle.

My breath exploded out of my chest. Heat, tight heat that refused to let me go. Heaven. Tremors rocked my body from the restraint I was exerting over myself to keep from thrusting.

“Damn, but you feel good Ryan.” Pushing a little further, I grunted as he arched, his massive body bowing, causing me to sink another inch or so.

At long last, I sank in to the hilt and just paused there, hovering over Ryan, just breathing through the desire that was compelling me to drive into him over and over. Beating back the instinct, I waited until Ryan began squirming.

His hand landed on the back of my neck and he brought me down in a consuming kiss. Our tongues danced, but without thinking, I conceded and let him take control of it. It ratcheted up my desire, and had me subtly thrusting against Ryan. He pulled back, and said the words I’ve been waiting to hear, “Move, Sagan, now.”