Level Up (Franklin U 2, #4)

by Max Walker

We dripped precum. I used my thumb to take some from my tip and then some from Ryan’s before I brought my finger up to my mouth and sucked. Ryan’s face lit up, his cock throbbing against mine. “How’d we taste together, baby?” “Like heaven.” “Give me some.” “Gladly,” I said. His tongue swirled around my thumb. “Fuck, that’s so good.”

He gave himself a squeeze, more precum pearling at the tip. “Let me suck it,” I said, the words coming out as a plea. “Yeah? You want this big dick, don’t you?” All I could do was nod. If I spoke, it would come out a tangled mess of random words and sounds.

I swallowed him whole. Like a goddamned sword swallower at the circus. Gag reflex? Didn’t know her. Jaw pain? Who was that? Dry mouth? Never heard of it.

“That’s it, baby, that’s it. You look so good with my dick between your lips.” His words were nearly enough to make me blow. I was already so close, and I had barely even been touched yet. “Like that? Say how much you like Daddy’s cock in your mouth.” Ooooh, fuck.

I wanted to show him how much I fucking loved having his cock down my throat. “Say it,” he said, pulling back so his wet cock popped out of my mouth. He had a hand under my chin, thumb tracing my lips. “I love sucking your cock.” “You do? How much?” “So fucking much, Daddy.”

“Are you okay with this?” he asked. His fingers slid up and down my hole. “Mhmm,” I said around his cock, lifting my ass to give him even more access in case he couldn’t understand me. I loved playing with my ass, and it was brought to an entirely new level when it was Ryan who was the one doing the playing, using my cum as lube. He was going to ruin me. After this, I would never be able to enjoy anything ever again. I knew I’d be comparing everything to this exact moment and be let down each and every time. Because nothing would ever be as hot as this.

As if he had a map to my body and knew exactly where to dig for the buried treasure. “That’s it, open up for Daddy. Take my fingers like a good fucking boy. That’s it.” Hoooooly shit.

My hole still felt sore from yesterday. And that was only two of his fingers. I tried to imagine how it’d feel after I got his entire cock inside me. I doubted I’d be able to walk for weeks.

Ryan enjoyed sleeping naked. I liked to sleep with at least some boxers on but was now realizing why naked would be so much better. I wanted him against me, skin to skin.

We were in our own impenetrable fortress, where no one could touch us or see us. Or judge us.

“It was a freak storm that was pretty much hurricane force. And it was just my dad that day, out on a tiny little boat. The waves… I still have nightmares about how bad they must have been. Or my dad yelling. Trying to hold on while the ocean tried to rip him apart. He never came home that day.” He started to cry, the sound of it tearing me apart at a cellular level. I put my arms around him and took him into a tight hug, letting him let it all out onto my shoulder. He trembled in my arms. The pain still bloody and raw. “It’s why I hate water. The ocean. I’ve never been back, and I don’t want to go. I hate being even this close to it. Hate smelling the salt water. I just… I’m scared and resentful. And I miss him. And I want to make him proud, every day. But I want to hug him again most—most of all. And, and⁠—” “You are. You are making him so, so proud.”

A sense of anticipation thrummed beneath the surface of our easy quiet. The sun began its slow descent in the sky. I watched as Jay turned his face toward the fading light, his expression open and unguarded. He seemed so different here—softer, more accessible. Impulsively, I reached out, my fingers brushing a stray lock of hair from his forehead. Jay startled slightly, turning his surprised gaze toward me. The air crackled with unspoken questions. A part of me, the rational, cautious part, screamed to pull back, to protect myself from whatever lay behind that look. But another, deeper part of me, a part that was increasingly difficult to ignore, urged me to lean in. I closed the distance between us. Time seemed to slow as my lips brushed against his. It was tentative, a whisper of possibility, yet it resonated through me like a thunderclap. It wasn’t like the primal kisses from earlier. This one held more. It held the future.

“Flowers of the Diamond Sun. A high fantasy romance novel. Just came out a few days ago. Good stuff.” “Do they all get high in it?” Austin laughed at that. “No, not yet, at least. High fantasy means it’s set in another world than ours. With castles and dragons and witches and stuff. The romance comes with the smut.”

all I could do was keep thinking about Ryan and what happened between us the other day. The dam had broken, my basement completely flooded, my heart shot through with Cupid’s arrow. It meant trouble.

The guy’s dangerous. Like, in a sexy way. I think I’m falling for him.”

“Do you like him?” “I do,” I said. “Do you like being around him?” “I do,” I said. “A lot.” “Do you like hooking up with him?” I paused. “Abso-fucking-lutely.” “Then, there you go. I think you figured it all out yourself.” I chuckled, glad I could be this honest with Maddy. I was the kind of person who needed a solid soundboard to bounce ideas and feelings off. “And… I can’t believe I’m even saying this out loud, but he called himself ‘Daddy’ the other day, and I nearly flew off into orbit it was so fucking hot.” Maddy started to laugh. “He’s not even that much older than you.” “I know, but his energy was. It didn’t matter, I was into it.”

He extended his legs in perfect lines, curved his arms in impossible ways, glided across the stage as if he were floating. It was beautiful. He was beautiful.

everything felt different with Jay. Everything felt right. And I wanted to hold on to that feeling as long as I possibly could.

“You always manage to make me feel special,”

“You know, I’ve been thinking a lot lately,” I began, my voice tinged with vulnerability. “About you, about us. And it’s like you’re always on my mind, Ryan. I can’t seem to shake this feeling that you’re becoming a bigger part of my life with each passing day.

this moment was something special, something worth holding on to.

I want to be his boyfriend, there’s no doubt about that. I just wish I didn’t have to be so torn about the things his family does.” Maddy leaned forward. The sun shone bright onto her hair, reflecting off the pink. “Ryan isn’t like his family, at least from the few interactions I’ve had with him. I don’t think you should worry about that.” “I know, it’s… hard, you know?” “Oh, I’m sure it is,” Maddy said with a wink. I laughed. I loved a good round of dirty jokes. We clicked so damn well. Like two rainbow-bright gay peas in a Pride flag–wrapped pod. “I get it. I just don’t like how I feel like I still need to keep things under wraps.” “That feeling will start going away,” Maddy assured me. “I think the connection between you two is way too strong to hide away. That shit’s as obvious as day.”

God, he was so sexy. And he was all mine.

I didn’t like feeling this way toward my dad, but this was the kind of shit I couldn’t sit back for. It was time I made a stand. And I was going to make it with my boyfriend. Fuck it.

“You’re not failing anyone. Are you kidding me? You’re doing great in all your classes, even though you hate them, you kick ass as a rower, and you’re a decent karaoke singer. You’re winning at everything.” I leaned in and kissed him, holding the back of his head. His hair felt so soft. “Plus, you’ve got a huge dick, and you know how to use it.” “Damn, you know exactly what to say to make me feel better.” “Obviously.” I kissed him again, my tongue finding his and my legs nearly buckling. “It’s going to be okay. You’ll figure things out with your dad, but don’t lose the spark following what you love. There were plenty of people that told me not to follow my passions, but I had to listen to myself first.” “You’re right,” he said. His gaze dropped down to my lips. His curled in a mischievous kind of way. “How can you be so cute and so smart at the same time?” “It’s a gift,”

“You came prepared.” He winked at me. God, he was so fucking cute. His hazel eyes glowed under the multicolored lights, his lips catching a sheen. He must have just put on ChapStick. “I always come prepared.” “Maybe you can come prepared on me later?” Jay laughed at that and playfully slapped my chest. “Your dad jokes are something else.” His eyes still had that glittery glow in them. “And I love them.” “I think you meant Daddy jokes,” I say with a wink. “And good, because I have loads… so get ready to swallow.” He rolled his head back and laughed again. “You know I’ll take every last drop. Of your joke, of course.” “Of course,” I said, smiling as I pushed in to kiss him. I was right. His lips tasted like vanilla and strawberry. Fucking hell, he’s perfect.

We were out in public, surrounded by people, and we were kissing. This shit was next level. I thought I must have grown wings on my ankles and started flying because the floor was no longer underneath me. We floated through the sky while an Ariana Grande song vibrated through the speakers and into the clouds. I’d never felt this free. This invigorated.

Kissing him was like seeing daylight after having your eyes closed for far too long.

I’d never felt this amount of butterflies floating around in my chest before. I never wanted it to end.

Fuck it. Let people think whatever they wanted. I was still going to fight for the causes I believed in while getting some really great dick on the side. Dick that belonged to my boyfriend.

“I’m so proud of you, and I legit look up to you. My grandma used to say that change always happens most through ripple effects from the first initial splash. You’ve already thrown the pebble into the water; you made the splash. Who knows what kind of changes you put into effect.”

This felt so peaceful. I closed my eyes and pictured us floating along in an impenetrable bubble. I had resisted this connection from the jump, and for what? So I could potentially miss the love of my life?

I had to get him back to the dorm. I needed to get him naked and on a bed immediately, or I was scared I’d self-combust from how horny I was. “Let’s go,” I said. “I need to have you.” He had mentioned wanting to talk with me about something, but whatever it was could wait. I had only one thing on my mind. “Mhmm,” he said, kissing me again. “You can have all of me.”

I wanted Ryan’s balls in my mouth and his full body weight on my face. If my tombstone read “death by suffocation from big, meaty thighs,” then everyone would know I died a happy boy.

“You’re already getting wet for me.” I pulled him against me, grinning down at that beautiful face. “Good boy.” God, Jay was the sexiest man alive. His long lashes batted up at me, his pouty lips curling into a delicious smile. I wanted to see that mouth turned to the shape of an O. Wanted to see those eyes rolling to the back of his skull.

He had me down to my balls, his nose against my sac. His long legs stretched out. His sexy feet pushed up against the white brick wall. “You swallow Daddy’s cock so well. Take it. Hold it there, baby. That’s it.” His toes curled against the wall, his fingers pressing harder into my thighs as my cock stuffed his mouth.

Damn. He was really hungry for my dick. That drove me fucking wild. I started to fuck his mouth, giving him exactly what he wanted. His moans mixed with the wet sounds of my cock being buried down his throat. His nipples pebbled, his chest turning a flush pink. I rubbed his chest, appreciating every inch of Jay as he worshipped me with his mouth. But I needed more. So much more.

“Jay, I want to fuck you. So bad.” “Do it. Please.” “You sure? Can you handle this?” I grabbed the base of my cock with my free hand, my finger still probing him. “Yes, give it to me, Daddy. Please.” I nearly came right then and there.

I kissed his ankle, his toes curling as I rocked my hips forward, inch by inch, going deeper and deeper. Jay’s eyes rolled back as his body became mine, and mine became his. It was such a powerful moment that I felt those famous three words bubble up to my lips. I nearly said them, too, but swallowed down my confession of love and replaced it with a deep, chesty moan. Too soon. Too quick. He wouldn’t believe me, even though I had no doubt it was what I was feeling for him.

“Say it. Say how much you love having my cock inside you.” “I love. It so. Fucking much,” he said, his words broken up by my thrusts, the sound of skin slapping against skin filling the room. “I’m so close, Jay.” “Give it to me, Ry. Please. Fill me up.” “Yeah? I want to see you nut first.”

Jay traced invisible shapes on my chest, his breath tickling my ear. I could feel his heart beating against my arm, his body flush next to mine. He was warm, and he was sexy, and he was so fucking perfect.

I fell for you that night I saw you at the party. You lit up my world. Made me see color when it was all just shades of gray.”

Things were going so perfectly between us. I’d never found someone I fit so well with. It was like two opposing magnets snapping together, unable to be split apart. Until the truth came out and the magnets flung to opposite ends of the room.

Relationships were rare for me, so when they happened, I normally got pretty attached right off the bat. That feeling was exponential with Ryan. Even though I had tried fighting it in the beginning, he whittled away at my walls with his charming smile, big shoulders, and funny jokes. I fell for him before we ever even made it official.

“But you know what would draw people in and solve that problem?” “A chance at an hour-long lap dance from Chris Hemsworth?” I offered. Maddy laughed and gave a wave of her hand. “Oh, babes, I only need a couple minutes with that marvelous god. No, I was thinking more like getting the son of Redpine Global’s CEO involved in our protest. Openly. Now, that would draw attention.”

“Can I kiss you?” I asked. “I’d never say no to you,” Jay responded. Boom. Galaxies were created, universes formed, planets birthed. That’s how astronomical this kiss felt. I inhaled him, my lips parting, my tongue sliding over his. I could feel his smile. My heart beat a little faster, his hand resting high on my thigh, squeezing a little as he gave me a moan I eagerly swallowed.

Ryan turned to me, grabbing both my hands in his. His gaze radiated something that I could only describe as “home.”

To have someone who so profoundly understood me, understood my fears and how to handle them, it meant the world. This “great guy” column was soon running out of space.

My entire body became filled with sunlight and butterflies and big ol’ gay rainbows. My ribs were grassy knolls, and my lungs were meadow-covered fields, and my heart was the bright, beating sun, with Ryan and me lying down together, Twilight-style. My Edward, his Bella…except much less clumsy and awkward. Huh. Guess this is what love feels like.

“I can see a change in you. You seem so much more, no sé, carefree. Especially when he’s around. The other night at dinner, it was obvious how good you are for each other. I saw those puppy eyes you gave him. I love seeing my son like this.” “And your son loves feeling like this.” I looked back at the garden again. “I think Dad would have loved him.” “I know he would have. He always said he wanted you to end up happy, successful, and with someone who lifts you up.”