Free Ricky's Business by Ryan Field Page B

Chad’s warm breath on his neck. It was sleeping on
     
his back that bothered Ricky. He’d never been able to sleep on his back, not even as an infant,
     
from what he’d been told. He either slept on his side or face down. When he tried to turn over on
     
his side, Chad grabbed his shoulder and held him in place. Then Chad wrapped his hairy legs
     
around Ricky’s smooth legs and pinned him there from the waist down.
     
For the first half hour, Ricky stared at the ceiling, listening to Chad breathe. He didn’t
     
want to be rude; he didn’t want to wake him out of such a sound sleep. The poor guy must have
     
been exhausted. Besides, having a man like Chad on top of him, in his own bed, wasn’t the worst
     
thing in the world. He furrowed his eyebrows and told himself that if millions of people could
     
fall asleep on their backs every night, so could he. He certainly wasn’t going to wake Chad and
     
disrupt his sleep.
     
So he reached down beneath the covers and cupped Chad’s genitals in his palm. They
     
were warm and still slightly damp from the shower. Ricky had to pass the time somehow, and
     
groping a cheap feel from Chad seemed like the perfect way to do it. Chad didn’t even flinch. He
     
just continued to snore with the same constant rhythm. His balls were pliable and his flaccid dick
     
was soft and spongy. Ricky closed his eyes and smiled. Chad had so much junk between his legs,
     
half of it spilled out of Ricky’s hand. Chad’s dark pubic hairs were wiry and one testicle felt a little larger than the other. The next thing Ricky knew, Chad had a full erection again. The more
     
he squeezed, the bigger it grew. So Ricky wrapped his hand around it and stroked it gently, then
     
kissed Chad on the cheek and slipped into one of the deepest, smoothest sleeps he’d ever
     
experienced, wishing he had a dick like this in his hand every night of the week for the rest of his
     
life.
     
In the morning, Ricky woke with Chad kneeling over his face. He wiped the sleep from
     
his eyes and squinted through sunshine streaming through the window over his desk. Chad’s
     
balls were swinging and he was rubbing the head of his erection up and down Ricky’s left cheek.
     
Ricky could smell his damp, spicy scent and he could practically feel the invisible rush of
     
testosterone in the room. He opened his eyes all the way and smiled. When he looked up, Chad
     
was looking down at him with one eyebrow raised. His beard had grown heavier, which made
     
him look older and slightly dangerous.
     
“Good morning,” Chad said. His balls were inches from Ricky’s chin.
     
Ricky lifted his arm and placed his palm on Chad’s hard thigh. He wanted to pinch
     
himself to make sure he wasn’t dreaming this. “Good morning to you, too.”
     
Chad smacked his cock on Ricky’s lips and smiled. He pulled the covers off and exposed
     
Ricky’s naked body. “You look good in sunlight. I can’t believe how smooth and soft you are.”
     
Ricky didn’t reply. He could barely catch his breath. He just turned his head and opened
     
his mouth. When he stuck out his tongue this time, Chad forced his dick into Ricky’s mouth and
     
moaned out loud about how wet and soft it felt. As Ricky started sucking, Chad’s hips started to
     
buck. Chad stretched out his legs and grabbed the headboard for support so he could fuck
     
Ricky’s face. It didn’t take long for the first drops of Chad’s pre-come to hit Ricky’s tongue. The
     
guy was ready to burst, and it made Ricky suck harder and faster. Though he was enjoying himself, Ricky wanted to please him. He wanted Chad to remember this experience for a long
     
time.
     
“I’m close,” Chad said. His balls were slapping against Ricky’s chin now. “If you keep
     
sucking this way, I’m gonna blow, baby. I can’t control myself. Should I pull out? I can jack all
     
over your face instead.”
     
Ricky looked up and noticed Chad’s