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“Somebody got to the presents a little early,” Colin remarks, chuckling at Ryan’s expression when the taller man realizes he has been caught.
He found his partner inspecting the presents that lay under the Christmas tree just a few hours ago, agreeing to open them all the following morning.
Ryan straightens his long back with a sheepish expression.
“I just wanted to get a sneak peek?”
Colin shakes his head in amusement. “Get away from there.”
“Or what? You’ll punish me?”
“Only if you want me to.”
Ryan doesn’t say anything after that, even cracks a small smile, but Colin can see something flick in Ryan’s eyes. Something that’s been unspoken for a long time.
Ryan chooses to ignore it, though, so Colin does too.
He might have taken the ignoring part too far though as when Ryan passes him by, he can’t think of a better thing to do than slap his ass.
He does it very playfully and doesn’t even think about the way it might have connected to what happened prior, but it clicks for him rather quickly.
Because Ryan moans.
The only person Colin wants to slap right now is himself.
He rushes to his partner instantly and pulls him to his chest. It’s a bit clumsy due to their height difference, but they don’t need perfect right now.
Colin can practically hear the wheels turning inside Ryan’s head. He squeezes him tighter.
“It’s okay” he says, rubbing his partner’s back.
He then pulls away slightly, keeping his forearms over Ryan’s, holding onto him because he can tell he’s about to slip away.
“We can go upstairs.”
To that Ryan only nods, so they go.
Ryan’s lips are on Colin’s as soon as they enter the room, but Colin knows something’s not quite right. Ryan’s kisses are insistent, but they seem almost as though they’re supposed to mask something Ryan is feeling. Colin has an idea of what that might be.
“Hey, hey,” he says, gently pulling his partner away and looking into his distracted and frankly quite wide eyes. “Anything you want to do. Anything.”
Ryan keeps looking at him for a little longer and when he eventually speaks out, his voice is rather hoarse.
“You’re gonna make me say it, aren’t you?”
That makes Colin crack a small smile. He leads Ryan to the bed by his hand.
“I think I might have an idea. I can say it for you.”
“Please do ‘cause I…” Ryan trails off.
Colin slaps his knees with his free hand as he sits down on the bed, trying to come off as casual as he can.
“So, spanking.”
Ryan immediately scrunches his eyes and makes his head hang low.
Colin doesn’t rush him. Instead, he just continues to run his fingers across Ryan’s hand where he’s holding it.
“I promise the name is the scariest part.”
That actually makes Ryan chuckle. He raises his free hand to rub at the back of his neck.
“I’m not scared. Or I mean, I am, but not of it exactly. Just of…”
“What it means?” Colin suggests and Ryan just nods weakly.
Colin scoots a little closer so that their hips are touching. “You know what it means to me?”
Ryan doesn’t look at him but motions for him to continue.
“To me it means that you’re brave. You’re brave enough to think outside the box society has forced us into. That you’re strong for choosing to pursue it. That you might trust me enough to guide you through something like this-”
“Might?”
Colin stops in his tracks, admittedly a little lost. Ryan is now back to his senses though, at least so it seems, as he turns around in his seat to be facing Colin directly.
“That I might trust you? Colin, I trust you with my life. Surely trusting you with spanking can’t be that hard.”
Colin eyes his partner, here and then, and there seems to be more lightness to him now. Surely there is still some tension, and Colin knows it will take some time for it to fade, but for now it seems to be overpowered by… Trust.
Colin brings Ryan in for a hug again, wrapping his arms around his shoulders as tightly as he can.
“I would never do anything you didn’t want,” he mumbles close to his ear.
“I know,” Ryan says, pulling away and covering Colin’s forearms with his, similarly to the way Colin did earlier. “What scares me is that I
do
want it.”
“Is it less scary knowing it would be me?”
“I wouldn’t want to do it with anybody else.”
Colin takes a deep breath in, inviting a smile onto his face as he exhales. He goes to kneel on the bed so that he could approach his partner better, pulling his face close enough so that they could touch foreheads. He bumps Ryan’s nose with his for good measure.
“I’m gonna take care of you,” he then says, seriously.
“Please,” is what Ryan whispers before connecting their lips.
Colin does his best not to rush it, savoring each movement of Ryan’s lips against his. He caresses Ryan’s body everywhere he can reach, delighting in the small grunts it elicits from his partner. At some point, the clothes become restricting, so Colin works methodically to take them off Ryan. He tries to make the process as sensual as possible, but they’re both so full of anticipation Ryan finds himself in his boxers quite quickly. Ryan reaches forward as if on instinct but then suddenly stops.
“Do we undress you too?” he asks.
“Maybe later,” Colin says. “It’s about you now.”
There is a small moment of hesitance, but Ryan does eventually nod, and it makes Colin smile. Seeing your partner grow as a person in front of your eyes is one of the greatest gifts, he knows.
Colin’s eyes trail down to Ryan’s boxers.
“Do you want me to try it over your boxers first?”
“Um… Yeah, sure,” Ryan scratches at the back of his neck. “How do you want me?”
The statement is more endearing than anything else, so Colin gives his partner an encouraging smile. “Can you lean over the edge of the bed? We can put pillows under your knees.”
Ryan just nods in agreement and scoots down the bed and onto the floor. They position him wordlessly, but just before Ryan goes to lean down, Colin puts his arms over the man’s shoulders and pushes himself closer. They just gaze at each other for a few seconds.
“Do you want to set a safe word?” Colin asks when he’s sure he’s got Ryan’s full attention.
Ryan only thinks about it for a split second.
“No,” he says. “I know you’ll stop if I just tell you to.”
Colin nods. “We can stop at any time.”
“I know. My only worry is that I won’t want to stop.”
Colin looks at his partner for a little bit.
“Then let’s make it worthwhile.”
There is a hint of a smile tugging at Ryan’s lips, and then he wordlessly slides down, leaning his upper body over the bed, and resting his head on his forearm.
Colin takes a moment to just take in the sight in front of him before scooting closer. He places a hand on Ryan’s butt first, just massaging the muscle a little bit, trying to get some of that tension to leave Ryan’s body. But he doesn’t rush the man, knowing it will take more time than this for him to get truly comfortable.
“Ready?” he asks at some point, and Ryan just nods into his forearm.
The first slap is very much a testing one, not much harder than the one Colin gave Ryan earlier, but it still makes Ryan grunt. Colin gives him a few seconds and then slaps again, similarly hard. During the few second break, he leans closer to Ryan.
“Breathe,” he reminds him, and then slaps his ass a little bit harder.
A full-out moan comes out of Ryan’s mouth, so Colin gives him a few more seconds to recover.
“Good?” he checks in during the break.
Ryan just nods in reply, but Colin gently asks him to use his words.
“Good,” Ryan says, voice strangled already.
Colin trails his fingers around the waistband of Ryan’s boxers.
“Do you want to try it without?”
Ryan pauses for a second. “Maybe a few more like this and after that we can…?”
Colin leans down again to place a kiss at the back of Ryan’s neck.
“Whatever you want.”
He resumes what he did earlier, and he notices Ryan melting into his touch more with each slap to his ass. At some point, Ryan’s hips come forward and into contact with the edge of the bed, which seems to send out even more pleasurable sensations.
“Fuck,” Ryan grunts out. “Off.”
Colin helps Ryan shimmy down his underwear, and caresses the now bare skin.
“Gonna try it out first, yeah?”
Ryan nods and rests his head on his forearm again.
Colin knows they’ve hit the jackpot with just the first slap. Still, he gives Ryan a second to breathe, and asks him again.
When Ryan assures him he’s fine, he resumes his previous rhythm. Ryan’s moans become more persistent, and Colin can see the tension slowly melt away from Ryan’s body.
He keeps doing just what he’s doing for a bit, and eventually notices Ryan grinding down, the edge of the bed apparently creating a pleasurable feeling against his cock, while he’s being spanked.
“Do you want me to touch you?” he asks during a quiet moment.
Ryan looks up at him in confusion, then glances down as if he didn’t realize what he was doing, and then looks back at Colin again. He nods a few times.
“Scoot back a little,” Colin instructs him and does so himself, changing up his position so that he could access Ryan’s cock with his other hand.
Ryan lets out a satisfied groan when Colin touches him there, lowering his head back onto his forearm. He’s more or less on the floor now, with just his forearm and head resting on the edge of the bed. Colin runs his hand across Ryan’s dick a few times before placing his other hand on Ryan’s cheeks.
“Are you ready?”
There’s a slight pause but then there’s a clear “yes” coming from the man Colin loves the most.
And so, the next time Colin’s right hand comes down to slap Ryan’s ass, he slides his left one over Ryan’s cock.
The reaction is immediate and really strong.
It seems as though Ryan’s hand will bury itself through the duvet with how hard Ryan’s pushing into the mattress. Normally, Colin would maybe try and get him to relax more, but he knows his partner well enough to know this is what is getting him even closer to his release.
But because they haven’t discussed that part yet, he only strokes the man a few times before coming to a stop.
“Do you want to finish like this?”
Colin spots the hesitance immediately, so he moves the hand he’s been using to spank Ryan to his lower back and rubs at it gently.
“You’ve been doing so great. You deserve it.”
Ryan groans as his hips start moving again on their own accord.
It only takes three more strokes for Ryan to spill over Colin’s hand. He’s breathing heavily into the covers, and Colin lets him catch his breath, caressing the now rather red skin with his other hand. When Ryan lifts his head up, Colin lets his hand go up Ryan’s body, until he can effectively use it to pull the man in for a cuddle. As Ryan buries his head into Colin’s chest, still trying to catch his breath, Colin wipes his other hand off at the nearest fabric he can reach, most likely one of the pillows they’ve set down.
As they lie there on the floor, Colin’s other hand finds his way to Ryan’s ass again, gently massaging the muscle, trying to give some relief to the ache. He’s focusing on the buttcheeks, of course, but his mind is also flying high above his head at this point, so there is a moment where his finger slips, and slides across Ryan’s rim.
“I’m sorry, I wasn’t paying atten-”
“You can keep goin-”
They both still as they look at each other, and Colin’s quite sure he’s looking quite confused.
“What?” he asks.
“You can keep going,” Ryan says, and Colin only notices a small apprehension in his tone, no way near the uncertainty he was radiating when they first discussed this.
“You mean…”
Ryan sighs. “Finger me, Colin.”
Colin holds back a chuckle. “Surely there’s a more romantic way to phrase that.”
“There might be,” Ryan says, rolling over so that he could pick himself up from the floor. He then offers Colin a hand, which he takes. “But when it comes to these things, it’s better for me to just say them straight out. So. Will you? I mean, I know we haven’t really discussed this, but after what we just did I… I’m just. I’m curious.”
“Of course, I will,” Colin says, stepping closer and leaning up to be able to plant a kiss on Ryan’s lips. “Anything you want. Remember?”
The look Ryan gives Colin there is so full of love Colin almost wants to look away, but he doesn’t. Instead, he leans up again, and Ryan meets him halfway this time, which makes it much easier for them to kiss properly. They make it onto the bed at some point, but they’re more focused on each other’s lips than anything else.
Ryan’s hands make it to the hem of Colin’s shirt again.
“Can we undress you now?”
Colin doesn’t reply, instead, he just takes his shirt off. Ryan hums in appreciation, and works on getting Colin out of his pants.
The bare skin contact feels incredible, and Colin allows himself to get a little lost in it.
Eventually, he does stop their ministrations and rolls over to retrieve a bottle of lube.
“You’re sure, yeah?” he asks as he opens the cap.
“Yeah,” Ryan says, and he does sound sure, which makes Colin lean in and kiss the man once more. But then he does squeeze the lube onto his fingers, and nudges Ryan’s legs with his foot to make him curl them a little.
He then places his finger carefully on Ryan’s rim. Ryan hisses at the contact, but lets out a hum when Colin starts trailing his finger across his rim, teasing him.
“Remember to breathe,” Colin says against Ryan’s lips as he slips the tip of his finger in.
Maybe it’s the effect of the recent orgasm, but it happens so quite easily, and even Ryan’s breath seems to be quite even against Colin’s lips.
He still goes slow, knowing that it’s Ryan’s first time, and also that he does have quite thick fingers. He does stop a few times to apply more lube but he eventually manages to get two of his fingers in. The first time he curls them, Ryan immediately reacts.
Colin gives him a few seconds to recover, during which the man laughs.
“Wow,” is what leaves Ryan’s mouth. “Now I know what you mean.”
Colin also lets out a chuckle, and then carefully curls his fingers again. It feels incredibly special to be able to witness giving Ryan so much pleasure in such a new way for them both.
Another few curls of his fingers, and Colin can feel Ryan growing hard again. Ryan notices it too, and also apparently notices just how hard Colin is, because he suddenly pulls away.
“Fuck, we have to prep you fast.”
Colin furrows his eyebrow a little but doesn’t protest and lets Ryan take off his underwear.
One Ryan’s hand grasps his dick, he gasps.
“You’re not prepping me,” he protests, trying hard not to give into the sensations.
“I am,” Ryan insists, but Colin places a hand on his wrist before the man can reach the bottle of lube.
“You want…”
“You inside me, yes,” Ryan says as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. “Unless you don't want to?”
Colin leans forward to peck Ryan’s lips.
“I want to if you want to.”
“Well, I want to,” Ryan says and tries to grab the bottle of lube again, but Colin doesn’t let him.
“Wait, we have to think of the logistics first.”
He scrambles out of bed and observes it for a second. He feels Ryan come to him from behind once he also gets off.
“Second thoughts?” Ryan asks and Colin shakes his head immediately, turning around to face his partner.
“I’m just figuring out how to… I don’t think we’re going to be able to do missionary in this case.”
“Yeah, I ain’t flexible like you. So from the back?”
“Would that be okay for you? Not being able to see me?”
Ryan immediately opens his mouth but then seems to realize Colin’s point and closes it again.
“I trust you,” he ultimately says. Colin just hums in response because he knew that, yet it doesn’t seem like enough in this case.
He wanders around the bed, thinking out loud.
“I think it would work best if you knelt close to the edge of the bed so that I could stand behind you. And then…Oh.”
“What?”
A smile finds its way onto Colin’s face.
“Come stand with me for a minute.”
Ryan does come closer, but he stands facing Colin, so the shorter man turns him around.
He has to lean to the side to be able to see in front of himself, but eventually ends up catching Ryan’s gaze in the full-size mirror that’s right next to their bed.
“Oh,” Ryan repeats. “Well, that’s convenient.”
Colin nuzzles his head into the back of Ryan’s arm. “So, does that work?”
Ryan turns back around, searching for Colin’s gaze.
“That works.”
They meet in the middle, both smiling into the kiss. It grows heated soon enough, because they’re both hot and bothered by this point, and so Colin has to manually pull himself away.
“Wait,” he says, and Ryan looks concerned for a second. “Do we have any condoms around here?”
Ryan chuckles as he pulls Colin back in. “Why? We don’t use condoms.”
Colin pushes him away gently. “When you top.”
Ryan considers it for a second.
“We don’t need them,” he eventually says.
“Are you sure?”
The look in Ryan’s eyes is so full of love, Colin honestly has a hard time standing straight.
“Yes.”
“Then turn around.”
The sound Ryan gets out is laced with half amusement, half arousal.
Colin takes yet another moment to just take in what’s unfolding in front of him, which in this case means Ryan going on all fours at the edge of the bed. Colin takes a deep breath in and reaches for the lube. Ryan doesn’t seem to intend to protest against Colin preparing himself, so he does it, and then quickly tosses the bottle away, longing to finally be close to Ryan with all that he has.
When he first presses against Ryan’s back, they both let out a sigh at the same time, which makes them both chuckle. Colin wraps one of his hands around Ryan and nuzzles his head into his back.
“I love you,” he murmurs.
“I love you too.”
“Look up.”
Colin meets Ryan’s gaze in the mirror, and slowly guides himself close to Ryan’s entrance. Before he even puts the tip in, he reminds Ryan to breathe. Or maybe he was also reminding himself, because all of this happened so quickly he barely had the time to process it.
Yet here they are. Ryan’s head comes down quite fast but Colin keeps watching them in the mirror, which just adds another layer of intimacy to this experience.
Colin is going very slowly, but Ryan groans almost immediately.
“Fuck, I forgot how big you were.”
Colin almost starts pulling out. “Do you need me to-”
“No,” Ryan says immediately. “Keep going. I want to feel it.”
And so Colin does, going in slowly, until he bottoms out. He stills, taking a few calming breaths.
“Doing alright?”
“Mgk.”
Colin chuckles. “Gonna need more than that, honey.”
“Oh, I’m sorry, I’m busy being filled with your giant cock.”
Colin chuckles again and has to physically brace himself not to pull out with the impact.
“You know how to make a guy feel special.”
“You are special.”
Colin’s breath hitches in his throat, and then he notices Ryan turning his head as much as he can, so he leans in closer.
“You feel incredible. Move, please?”
Colin’s not sure if he’s really feeling incredible, considering this is their first time like this, but he’s not going to argue with Ryan. Especially not with how much his cock is throbbing after being unnoticed for so long. So he starts to move.
He’s not used to being the one giving in this situation, so his rhythm is admittedly quite wobbly, but Ryan doesn’t seem to mind, letting out small grunts and moans.
Once Colin hits his prostate, Ryan lowers to his forearms, so that he could rest his head on them as well.
“Col,” he says, and his voice sounds incredibly strained, so Colin worries for a second.
“Yeah? You okay?”
“ Yes. It’s so-” Ryan cuts himself off with another moan.
“I know,” Colin replies and is surprised with how strained his own voice sounds, because he did try and control it.
“Take me, Col, please. I want to feel you come inside me.”
That’s all Colin needs.
He still makes sure to be careful, but he does start moving with more intention, finally giving into his own pleasure. His hand finds its way to Ryan’s dick, which just amplifies the moans coming from the man.
“Do you think you can-” Colin tries asking but his brain gives up on him, not providing him with any more words. Luckily, Ryan seems to understand.
“Yes, Col, god , yes.”
Colin starts stroking Ryan harder and truly, Ryan is also getting close, so Colin thrusts harder, one, two, three times, and he’s coming inside Ryan.
The moment is so overwhelming, he’s pretty sure he lost control of his thrusts for a bit, but then he feels Ryan curse one more time, and feels the man spill into his hand for the second time that night.
Colin can feel his thighs shaking, but he still holds the position for a few moments, so that they could fully relish in this together.
He then pulls out, and immediately joins Ryan on the bed. They somehow manage to get themselves comfortable amongst the mess, intertwining their limbs, as they rest their heads together.
“I love you,” Ryan murmurs against Colin’s lips.
“I love you more,” Colin teases.
“Don’t even start,” Ryan fake-grumbles, scooting down so that he could nuzzle his head into Colin’s chest. “You know what?” he then asks Colin once his breathing calms down at least a bit.
“What?”
“At this point, I don’t even care what was in that present I was trying to get to earlier. I’ve got my greatest gift right here.”
Ryan squeezes Colin a little tighter, then, and Colin’s heart swells.
And then a small smirk finds its way onto his face.
“But that’s not gonna stop you from sneaking a gift again next year, is it?”
“Oh definitely not.”