More than Friends

Chapter Two

Ryan walked into his room after his shower and saw Lee sitting on the bed against the wall looking pensive. He frowned and sat down next to him.

“Lee?”

Turquoise eyes turned to him as if the other boy had just noticed he was there. Lee smiled at him but the thoughtful gleam in his eyes remained.

“Hey.”

“Hey, yourself,” Ryan replied and gave him a quick peck on the lips. “You okay?”

“Fine.”

“You looked confused.”

Lee shrugged and looked down at Ryan’s shorts. The California-lifestyle easily came back to him, the boy noticed. Ryan was the picture of fun, sun and leisure. Lee looked back into the chocolate brown eyes that pinned him and grinned widely.

“You’re so freaking HOT, Rye,” he chuckled. “Look at you! It’s like you slipped right back into place here.”

Ryan snorted and pulled Lee into his arms, lying back with him on the bed. He was so relieved that everything went well with his parents. His brothers were another matter, but he knew things would happen as they were meant to.

“You’ll likely do the same when we get to Rhode Island.”

“Maybe,” Lee murmured.

“Hey, what’s wrong?”

Lee shook his head and buried his face in Ryan’s shoulder.

“Lee Lee …”

The boy sighed loudly and lowered his head into Ryan’s bare chest. He inhaled deeply and placed a kiss on the tender skin. Ryan smelled clean and masculine, not overwhelmingly of cologne or aftershave. Just a scent that was uniquely Ryan and Lee was addicted to it.

“Talk to me,” Ryan ordered quietly. “Tell me what you’re thinking.”

“Bobby’s not so bad,” Lee said suddenly, hoping to derail Ryan with a slight change in subject.

Hmm? What did he mean by that? Ryan cocked a dark brown eyebrow and looked at the top of his boyfriend’s head when Lee laughed.

“I don’t even need to see your eyes to know you’re looking at me,” the boy said. “He was in here while you showered.”

“Bobby was?” Ryan asked, pulling the boy up on his chest so he could look at him. “What did he say to you?” he demanded gruffly. His brothers would NOT be permitted to harass Lee while they visited. Oh, hell no!

“Nothing bad,” Lee hurriedly assured him. “At least nothing meant to be bad.”

Ryan frowned and waited expectantly, and Lee sighed. He wasn’t sure he should be having this conversation with Ryan, but he knew Bobby wouldn’t, and, hey, Ryan could use a little peace of mind when it came to his brothers.

“Really,” Lee tried again. “He said he just wanted to understand why you changed.”

“Why I changed?”

“Yeah. But I told him you hadn’t.”

Ryan raised another surprised eyebrow.

“I did!” Lee insisted. “It’s true! You even said you’d suspected it for a while. I think he wondered why you never told him. So I said in light of the way he and Hank treated those they thought were gay, why would you?”

Ryan laughed out loud at that and hugged Lee closer. He was sure the boy confused the hell out of Bobby and his brother deserved no less.

“And that’s all you were thinking?” Ryan teased, fingering Lee’s soft hair.

Lee frowned knowing he’d been caught. Ryan had a way of figuring people out, and normally the smaller boy didn’t mind. But at the moment it irritated him to no end knowing that he couldn’t hide from his boyfriend.

“No,” he grudgingly admitted.

Ryan kept smoothing Lee’s hair while he waited for him to open up. He knew if he was patient he was more likely to get Lee to talk than if he made demands. While the boy was calm and serene most of the time, he did possess a slight stubborn streak, and Ryan had been around a certain stubborn blonde long enough to know that a stalemate would get him nowhere. Kevin wasn’t just a friend, he was a learning curve. Eventually, Lee finally grimaced and gave in.

“I just hope things will go as well with my folks,” he said softly.

Ryan quietly digested that before he answered, “I thought we’d decided your parents weren’t going to know just yet. Has that changed?”

Lee looked up and speared Ryan with a fierce turquoise gaze before he suddenly leaned in and kissed him passionately, effectively stealing his breath away.

“Um, thanks,” Ryan panted when Lee pulled back. “But how does that answer the question?”

“Yes, that’s changed,” the boy smiled lovingly at him as he wound a lock of dark brown hair around his index finger and tugged lightly.

“It doesn’t have to, you know.”

“Yes, it does,” Lee nodded.

“But …”

Lee covered Ryan’s lips with his own again, cutting off any protest. He delved his tongue deep into Ryan’s mouth and explored gently. Ryan was lost in the kiss as Lee deepened it further and pushed himself flush against Ryan’s body. The force of the emotion, coupled with the physical sensations Lee was stirring, pulled a deep growl from deep within the larger boy’s chest. He wrapped his arms around his small boyfriend and gently turned them over so that Lee was lying on his back in the middle of Ryan’s bed. His larger hands found their way under the hem of the boy’s shirt and were ghosting over Lee’s chest, bringing forth small moans and murmured pleas.

“Ryan …” Lee breathed as the larger boy pulled back and nipped at Lee’s ear and neck. “Please …”

“Please, what, baby?”

Lee’s breath hitched as Ryan undid the fly of his pants and pushed them down.

“Your family …”

“Shhh,” Ryan smiled, pecking his lips.

“But they’ll know.”

“Not if you’re quiet,” Ryan whispered.

He ran the tip of his tongue along Lee’s jaw line while he pushed down the boy’s boxers.

“Someone could come in,” Lee protested weakly. Ryan knew how to get past his defenses. He felt his resolve weaken further as his boyfriend’s hand found its way around his achingly stiff shaft. It was pulsating and begging for Ryan’s attention.

“Door’s locked,” Ryan rasped before kissing Lee deeply one more time. Then he smiled and slowly lowered his mouth down to where Lee ached for him most right now.

“Oh, God,” Lee whispered. He bit his lip hard. Ryan’s breath against his stiffened cock felt so good.

“He can’t help you now,” Ryan chuckled.

He took Lee’s length easily into his mouth. This time there wouldn’t be any slow, leisurely build up. Both of them needed this physical contact so badly.

“Gah!”

“Shh!”

“I can’t help it!” Lee huffed crossly. “If you want me to close my mouth, you’d better find something to close it with!”

Ryan grinned suddenly and got up. Lee groaned at first and sat up then noticed Ryan unzip his fly and pull his shorts and boxers off in one movement. Then he switched on the stereo and straddled Lee, kissing him again.

“Got any ideas?” he asked the stunned boy.

Lee smiled, sank back down onto his back and reached for Ryan’s own hard cock. “Sixty-nine,” he ordered gruffly.

Ryan laughed and turned his body to comply. He immediately resumed his ministrations and Lee mimicked them. Ryan could feel the building orgasm in him, but he wanted to prolong it. He wanted to play with Lee longer. The smaller boy wasn’t about to accommodate him, though, deciding enough was enough. Lee sucked Ryan’s long, hard shaft all the way down his throat and growled. Ryan whimpered and pleaded, threading his hands through Lee’s hair. It was no use. Lee knew he’d wrested control of the situation and sucked hard, growling again. Ryan moaned around Lee’s own shaft as he came in a gush of white, hot liquid, rolling on wave after wave of ecstasy as he emptied himself into his boyfriend’s greedy mouth.

He decided to return the favor, picking up the pace on his own sucking. Lee mewled and whimpered as he, too, tried to stave off his climax, but Ryan turned the tables on him. He sucked Lee down to the hilt and hummed deep inside his throat. Lee pulled a pillow over his face and shrieked into it as he exploded into Ryan’s waiting mouth. Both pulled back panting and gazed at each other in wonder.

It had always been hot between them, but this climax had been different. This one meant something. And Ryan was determined to find out exactly what. His heart was still thumping in his chest as he dragged himself back up to Lee and pulled him into his arms. He kissed him long and hard before pulling back, smoothing his light brown hair from his face and staring into his eyes again.

“Baby?” he asked. “Please tell me something.”

Lee swallowed hard and nodded.

“Tell me we’re making progress,” Ryan pleaded gently. “I love you.”

“I love you, too,” Lee replied. “That’s why I want to tell them.”

Tell who what? Ryan was really confused now, but Lee laughed and held onto him tightly. “Tell my own parents about us.”

“You don’t have to ...”

Lee cut him off with a quick kiss. “Yes, I do,” he said resolutely. “I need to show you.”

“Show me what, Lee Lee?”

“Show you I’m as serious about you as you are about me.” Lee smiled and kissed him gently again.