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want to share?"
    "Can we share?"
    "I'd love that. I was having a hard time choosing myself." Ry laughed and noisily stacked plates, closed domes, and opened others.
    A moment later, DJ could smell strawberries, and Ry murmured, "Open up."
    DJ's lips parted and he heard Ry moan about a half second before cool, sweet creamy lusciousness hit his lips. It was soon followed by Ry's mouth, the man's tongue pushing in to taste. Oh. Oh, that rocked. He moaned, scooting closer.
    Ry broke the kiss and fed him another piece of cake, this time caramel. Again, Ry pressed a kiss against his lips, hands coming up to cup his face. He leaned into Ryan's hands, hummed.
    "Fuck, you make me want." Ry almost whispered the words.
    "Is that bad?"
    "What? No. Not bad." Ry laughed and pressed another kiss on him.
    He leaned forward, hand landing right in something gooey. Splat. Ry started to giggle.
    "Dude." He lifted his hand, slapped it on Ryan's chest.
    "No way! You did not just do that!"
    The sound of the cutlery rattling was his only warning before he got a chest full of cheesecake, too.
    "Hey!" Oh, man. Gooey.
    "Tit for tat," murmured Ry. Then the next thing he knew, Ryan was licking the cheesecake off his skin.
    "Ry?" His head fell back, throat working. Damn. Just damn. That felt so? Weird? Hot?
    "Cleaning you, don't want to waste the cheesecake." Ry paused to lick some more. "Or your skin."
    "Oh, fuck." His cock was more than happy to make a comeback.
    Ry kept sucking and licking his chest, far longer than had to be necessary to clean off the cheesecake. The hard prick pressing against his thigh had little to do with cleaning, either.
    "Ry. You feel so good."
    "You feel pretty fucking awesome yourself."
    Ry found his right nipple, mouth wrapping around it. One of his hands found Ryan's head, drew the man closer. That had Ryan pulling harder, going to town on his nipple with suction and sharp teeth and soft, hot lips.
    "Oh! Oh, fuck." He started shuddering, thrusting up, entire body on fire. "Please."
    Humming, Ryan doubled his efforts, shooting fire straight from his nipple to his balls.
    "Oh, Jesus." Aching. Fuck, he was aching. So bad.
    Ry took a last nip of his nipple and moved to the other one, starting slowly and building on gentle stimulation. DJ was fucking lost, the suction and rhythm making him shudder, cry out. When Ry's hand wrapped around his prick, he bucked hard.
    "Oh, Jesus. Jesus, please."
    Ry hummed again, sucking harder on his nipple, thumb pushing into his slit on every single upstroke on his cock. Fuck. Fuck. His prick was aching, balls full. Ry kept it up, kept working his body and making him need. DJ was lost. Lost.
    Letting go of his nipple, Ry bit at the skin right below it. He cried out, bucking up furiously, humping into Ry's hand.
    "Come on, DJ. Let me fucking smell you again."
    "Ryan!" He spent, sucking in a sobbing breath.
    "Mmm. Yeah." Ryan began licking his belly clean.
    He started shaking hard, skin tingling. Ry grabbed hold of his hips like the man was trying to keep him from shaking apart.
    "Damn. Damn, honey." His voice was raw.
    "Fucking sex on legs, DJ."
    He moaned, feeling about as hot as a man could be.
    Ry's fingers and mouth slid over his body.
    "I can't go three. I'm getting older."
    "Shh. Just feeling you up."
    "Feeling me?" Yeah. Yeah, that was exactly what Ry was doing.
    "Yeah, feeling..." Every inch of him, like Ry was committing him to memory.
    His legs spread, then Ryan's lips headed south, dragging down over his hips. Ry's nose slid along his prick, then the man nuzzled his balls. His legs spread, even farther, his heels digging into the mattress. Humming, the sound happy and pleased, Ry took one of his balls into the heat of his mouth. The wave of pleasure crashed over him, his body trying to tighten again.
    Ry's fingers slid over his thighs, stroked the sensitive inner flesh as the man's tongue circled his nut. Fuck, that damn near hurt, it felt so good. Letting go of his left nut, Ry took the