Fiction Friday

Club Fantasy, Chapter 30


Danny couldn't believe he'd already come twice and he was raring to go again.

Well... he looked over at Riptide, grinned and knocked their beer bottles together. Given the scenery and that he was invited to play in it? He so could believe it. Even better, it was turning out that Riptide was a great guy, too.

"So what do you do when you aren't riding around on your Harley?"

"Fix Harleys." Riptide winked. "I'm a mechanic. You?"

Danny giggled. "That's perfect! I fix computers."

Riptide chuckled. "Well, aren't we the fix-it men?" One big hand slid over his thigh, squeezed his leg.

"Yeah, I guess we both are." Who knew they'd have so much in common? They both fixed things, they both liked doing it over a Harley...

"Do you have someone permanent?"

Danny shook his head. "I don't have anyone." He hoped that didn't sound pathetic. At the same time, it wasn't like he'd have hooked up with Riptide if he did, fantasy or not.

"I don't either. I lost a guy to a wreck a while ago."

"Oh, I'm sorry. Were you guys together long?" He put his hand on Riptide's arm in sympathy.

"Long enough. It's been six years, but yeah. A while." Riptide leaned in, brought their noses together.

"That's a long time to be alone." He rubbed his nose against Riptide's, his whole body going tight.

"Mmm. I've played some." Riptide pushed even closer.

"Seems like you're ready to play some more." Danny sure was. His cock hard again already, just from close proximity.

"You know it." Riptide's eyes were amazing, shining, laughing.

Danny couldn't help responding, laughing and rubbing himself against the amazing body.

"I have a bed."

"Show me." Please. Now.

Riptide unfolded his fine as fuck body and stood, one hand held out. He was led down the hallway, into a neat, simple bedroom with a nice, big bed.

Danny took a running jump and leapt into the bed, bouncing, laughing. "This'll do!"

Riptide stood there, chuckled, slowly stripping himself bare, beginning with his boots and moving up to his pants.

"God, you've got the best body." He laughed again. "Like a jungle gym I want to climb all over."

"That sounds like a plan." Riptide flexed, shoulders rolling.

"Yeah." Danny started stripping his own clothes off. "You've got stuff in here?"

"Yeah." Riptide walked to the headboard, cock bobbing, and opened up a drawer.

Danny licked his lips and then reached out to touch that lovely fat prick. A condom and a bottle of Astroglide landed on the bed, Riptide moaning.

"You really want me to do you?"

"Hey, man, if it's a problem, don't stress it."

"No, I want to. I'm just surprised a big stud like you wants it, that's all." Shut up, Danny! Don't talk him out of it!

"Feels good when I fuck you, huh?"

"I sure does." Danny grinned and stroked Riptide's cock. "Some guys are hung up about who's doing the doing, though." Come to think of it, the last guy he'd been with was hung up about it because he was overcompensating for a tiny dick. Riptide didn't have that problem.

Not at all.

"I just want to fucking feel good, man. So, unless you aren't into it..."

Danny pointed to his own cock, which was leaking against his belly. "I'm up for it. And soon to be into it." He winked, hoping Riptide was either into bad puns or willing to forgive them.

"Oh, man. Bad." Riptide tackled him, kissed him so hard the top of his head was going to pop off.

He wrapped his arms around Riptide's awesome shoulders and held on, kissing back just as well as he could. Riptide tasted fantastic. Like beer and like man. Danny approved wholeheartedly. That strong, broad body covered him, hips moving, driving into him. Groaning, Danny pushed back, not a passive partner in this by any means.

Their cocks slid together, pushing hard, both of them dripping, aching.

"Lube," Danny gasped. If he didn't get moving to get Riptide ready, they were just going to rub off. Which he had nothing against, but now that he knew Riptide was cool with it, he wanted to whole shebang.

"Uh-huh." The bottle was pushed into his hand.

He opened it up and got the fingers of one hand all lubed up. Then he shifted around and went for Riptide's ass, finding the crack and tracing down along it until he found the hot, hidden hole. Groaning, he stroked it.

"Yeah, baby. Touch me." Riptide spread a little wider for him, offering him more access.

"You've got a great ass." Hell, Riptide had a great everything. Danny pushed the tip of one finger in, gasping at the heat, at the way Riptide's body swallowed the tip of his finger up and demanded more.

"You like the ink?" Riptide yanked his shirt off, showing off a back piece that was amazing -- dragonflies and fish, birds and dragons in tons of colors.

"Oh. Oh, wow. That's amazing." Danny actually forgot what he was doing for a moment. He traced the tattoos with the fingers of his free hand. "It's beautiful."

"Thanks." Riptide's hole squeezed his finger.

It brought him right back to why he was here, leaning over Riptide's naked body. He pushed a second finger into Riptide. "God, you're tight. And hot." Riptide felt amazing.

"Mmm. You have decent hands, man."

"You like them?" He curled his fingers, looking to find Riptide's pleasure spot and make the man really like his hands.

"Fuck me!" Riptide's hips jerked, rolled.

He grinned wildly and pushed in another finger. "That's the plan."

Riptide started moving, rocking fast and hard, riding his fingers. Danny watched all those muscles rippling and moving. God. Sexy. Hot. It made him moan. His fingers slipped over the tiny spot inside the big man and Riptide jerked, grunting out his name.

"You ready?" he asked, his own cock leaking lots and lots.

"Fuck, yeah. Harder."

He pushed his fingers in one more time, hard and fast. Then he grabbed the condoms and opened one, getting it onto his cock. Riptide was still moving, hips shifting restlessly.

He wrapped his hands around Riptide's hips. "I've got you, Rip."

"Yeah? You sure, man?"

"I'm sure." He pushed into Riptide, no teasing or taking his time, he just took that tight heat.

Oh fucking hell. Perfect. He grunted, bared his teeth, fighting to hold it together.

He finally caught his breath and started to move. He pushed in hard again and again, fingers digging into Riptide's hips. It didn't take them long to find a rhythm, to let their skin slap together. Riptide was so hot and tight around his cock and Danny knew he wasn't going to last all that long. It was just too good.

"Come on, man. You have a great prick. Fuck me."

He bit his lower lip, hard, and moved faster. He was going to hold on until Riptide came. He was. Of course, that ass wasn't helping -- muscles tight and squeezing all around him.

He got one hand to let go of Riptide's hip and he reached around to grab that awesome cock. All it took was the one touch and Riptide was grunting, ass squeezing his cock as spunk poured over his hand.

Danny shouted and slammed in a few more times before his balls drew up tight and emptied out.

"Oh. Oh, damn." Riptide eased down onto the bed, grunted softly.

He went down with Riptide, resting against the muscled back.

"Oh, man. Wow."

"Uh-huh."

They breathed together for what seemed like forever.

"You wanna stay for a while?"

"I do." He got rid of the condom and snuggled up into Riptide's strength. "Feels good, being with you."

"Yeah. Lucky, huh? That we hooked up." The man sounded mostly asleep.

"Uh-huh." He kissed the closest bit of flesh. "Like a fantasy come to life."