Legendary Loves Volume 1

Chapter 3-2

The walk was everything Ryker could have hoped for. The scenery was amazing, the walk was challenging, and Alejandro was a fount of information over a wide range of topics. Their conversation was easy, with no awkward silences. It’s like I’ve known him for years, not just a day.

“Not far now.” Alejandro stopped and pointed. “Just up there and around, and we’ll be at the waterfall. A perfect spot for a break, a cool down, and maybe a bite or two.” Alejandro grinned, displaying white, even teeth, and Ryker nodded eagerly.

“Can’t wait.” Ryker followed Alejandro and a few minutes later stopped dead. The waterfall was right in front of him and looked amazing. Ryker got his phone out to snap a couple of photos and a selfie with the waterfall as a backdrop.

“You were right. It is beautiful.” On getting no reply, Ryker turned, and needed to pick up his dropped jaw. Although he tried not to stare, or at least not openly, Ryker’s gaze was riveted to Alejandro.

The other man’s shirt was already on the ground. Alejandro displayed an expanse of bronze skin. His muscles were hard and lean, and Ryker barely registered that Alejandro had turned to face him, too engrossed in imagining licking across the flat plates of the man’s chest and following the trail of dark hair down to where it disappeared beneath the waistband of his jeans.

Ryker had a second or two to see Alejandro’s wicked grin before Alejandro turned, unfastened his jeans, then bent forward to take off his boots, presenting Ryker with a superb view of toned, bare buttocks.

“Thought you were anxious to swim in a waterfall.” Alejandro c****d his head. “Why are you still dressed?”

“I am. I’m not.” Ryker nodded as he scrambled to unfasten his own jeans.

“Well, hurry up then.”

“Oh…yeah.” Ryker froze in place as Alejandro turned slowly to face him, stretching his arms upward, and unashamedly allowing a full view of his body. Not that Alejandro needs to be embarrassed. He doesn’t have a flabby belly like me.

Simultaneously stripping while trying to hold his stomach in, Ryker got down to his boxer briefs. He risked a glance as Alejandro, but the man’s smile looked as hungry as ever. He knew he was exaggerating his faults. With all his walking, he didn’t carry any spare kilos, he just lacked the six-pack that Mitch sported.

“You need to get rid of those. Skinny-dipping is far more fun.” Alejandro’s suddenly deeper tones seemed hotwired to his c**k, and Ryker shimmied out of the underwear to stand naked and half hard.

“Let’s go.” Alejandro raced past Ryker and dove into the pool. As he disappeared beneath the surface, Ryker jumped in, relieved that at least he was spared that embarrassment. Diving gracefully wasn’t one of his talents.

Ryker surfaced, gasping for breath, shocked at how cold the water was. Alejandro came up a couple of feet away, looking around for him.

“You didn’t warn me it’d be f*****g cold.” Ryker glowered at Alejandro who threw his head back and laughed out loud.

“I didn’t say it was a thermal pool either. You’ll get used to it.” Alejandro moved closer. “There are many ways to warm up.”

As Ryker stood in neck deep in the water, he groaned out loud as Alejandro moved his hands over his body like an old lover. The erotic torture intensified as Alejandro thumbed Ryker’s n*****s, and Ryker’s c**k, which had retreated from the cold water, decided it was time to come out and play.

“This way.” Alejandro swam to where the waterfall cascaded down into the pool and pulled himself up and onto a shelf of rock beneath it.

This time Ryker openly admired the smooth play of lean muscles as Alejandro stood beneath the spray and lifted his arms, his wet skin glimmered as if he was an exotic sea creature, glimpsed through the mist.

“Oh, f**k me.” Ryker’s gaze dropped to Alejandro’s erection, a good, solid handful, and his own c**k rose that bit more. To give it a bit more encouragement, Ryker grabbed hold of his shaft and stroked gently while he watched Alejandro bathe.

With a whispered curse, Ryker waded closer when Alejandro moved behind the screen of water, blocking his view. The water grew shallower and with his erection bobbing before him, Ryker looked left and right, trying to see where Alejandro had gone. Just as he reached the ledge and peered through the curtain of water, he was grabbed from behind.

“f**k!” Ryker screamed, and Alejandro came into view, holding up his hands in a placatory gesture.

“Sorry, I was just playing.” There was no contrition in the tone, and the wide grin suggested that Alejandro was anything but sorry.”

“Oh, yeah?” Ryker glowered at Alejandro. “Why don’t I believe that?”

“Who knows?” Alejandro looked Ryker up and down. “Not all of you seems concerned.”

“He has a mind of his own.” Ryker shrugged. His heart pounded so hard, he thought it may be heard over the waterfall, and he kept his hands tucked under his folded arms to hide the way they were shaking.

“I’m pleased to hear it.” Alejandro sat on the stone shelf; legs spread wide.

To Ryker’s avaricious gaze, Alejandro’s c**k seemed longer and harder and getting his hands on that enticing flesh seemed to be the only coherent thought in Ryker’s mind.

“Come on” Alejandro gestured. “Let me show you behind the falls.” He got to his feet and held out his hand.

With a nod, Ryker took Alejandro’s proffered hand and let Alejandro haul him up onto the ledge. For a split second, he was certain they’d kiss, but instead, as fate would have it, Ryker’s foot slipped, and he started to fall backward. Alejandro saved him by the simple act of flinging his arms around him.

They remained, as if frozen in place for a long moment, wet flesh pressed together, their erections touching in a very provocative manner. Ryker shivered in reaction as Alejandro retained his hold. A sudden image of himself astride Alejandro, riding him made his shaft twitch against Alejandro’s lower belly.

Ryker moaned involuntarily as the heat of desire inflamed his skin. At that moment not even the lack of foreplay, lubricants or condoms mattered. He wanted Alejandro inside him.

Now.

In response to the soft sound Ryker made, Alejandro moved his hips in the merest suggestion of a thrust and was rewarded by Ryker’s whimper of need.

“It’s all right.” Ryker nodded. “You can do what you like.”

While Ryker stood in the misty spray, Alejandro explored his body. Alejandro took a grip of Ryker’s erection and stroked firmly. Ryker nearly dropped to his knees. Only Alejandro’s arm around him kept upright. When Alejandro squeezed harder, Ryker moaned louder.

“You like that, do you, Ryker?” Alejandro asked. “How about this?”

Unable to speak, Ryker settled for a frantic nod as Alejandro stroked him faster.

“Excellent. You like the same things I like.”

There was nothing Ryker could do but hold on as Alejandro stroked his c**k, pressing the thick vein on its underside, flicking his thumb over the swollen head, until Ryker could do little more than lean bonelessly against him. Alejandro’s caresses grew even surer, guided by the volume and frequency of Ryker’s soft sounds.

“Alejandro. Wait.” The rest of Ryker’s words were cut off by an intense orgasm that overtook him. He leaned helplessly into Alejandro who milked him dry before claiming a kiss.

“Sit here a moment.” Alejandro guided Ryker to sit down as he recovered his breath and his strength.

“Thanks.” Ryker panted. I feel like a horny teenager.”

“Me too.” Alejandro waggled his eyebrows. “So why not let me feel you.”

“Sit on the ledge,” Ryker said, pulling up until his elbows rested on the lip of the rock shelf while his lower half remained in the water. “Right here in front of me. Excellent. Now, spread those legs for me.”

“Having fun, oh horny one?” Alejandro asked.

“Har, har.” Ryker poked out his tongue. “Let’s see if I can make you forget your name.”

“I haven’t forgotten yours, Ryker.”

The way his name sounded in Alejandro’s sultry tones, did things to his c**k Ryker would have thought impossible.

“As much as I like the way you say that, call me Ry. It’s the name for those who are…close to me.” For a moment, Ryker held Alejandro’s gaze, until the other man nodded, then closed his lips around the head of Alejandro’s c**k. He watched as Alejandro closed his own eyes on a groan, only to open them again as he reached to caress Ryker’s head.

As Alejandro relaxed, Ryker enveloped his c**k to its base and caressed the insides of Alejandro’s smooth thighs with his fingertips. Alejandro twisted and groaned, and Ryker was forced to take a firmer grip to be able to continue with his ministrations.

Lost in his own pleasure, Ryker licked, sucked, and nibbled at his new prize, purposely arousing Alejandro to a fever pitch. Ryker’s attention was broken as Alejandro clutched tightly to the sides of Ryker’s head, speaking breathlessly.

“Have mercy. I yield. Your mastery of the art is without peer.”

With an inelegant snort, Ryker pulled back to glare at Alejandro whose smile was unexpectedly warm, even intimate.

“Glad you realize the error of your ways.”

“You can finish me with your hand, if you want?” Alejandro c****d his head, and his coy expression sent a wave of warm affection crashing over Ryker who shook his head.

“Actually, I have much better plans for not-so Little Alejandro.” It was suddenly important to Ryker that Alejandro didn’t think he went around sleeping casually. He looked up into Alejandro’s eyes. “I’m not given to sleeping around. I don’t normally go on hikes with supplies in my backpack.”

“I believe you.” Alejandro reached out and laid a hand on Ryker’s cheek. “And if it had been your friend, Mitch, who’d requested this trip, all we would be doing now is opening up a picnic before the next part of the hike.”

“Let’s get back to the bags.” Ryker held out his hand, and Alejandro took it in his own. They waded through the water, but this time Ryker didn’t notice its chill. The kisses he and Alejandro shared were more than hot enough.

Ryker smiled as Alejandro’s knowing hands slid down his back to cup his buttocks. He sighed when Alejandro pulled him closer and the hard ridge of them man’s erection rubbed against him. Drawing back, he looked deeply into Alejandro’s intensely dark eyes.

“Will you top?”

“Is that what you want?” Alejandro asked, his devilish smile back.

“Yes, it is. I can switch, but I prefer to bottom.”

“Good. Then you’ll fit me just perfectly.”

The words sent a flush of pride and lust to flow over Ryker. The moment they reached the backpacks, Alejandro urged Ryker to lie down, threaded his fingers through Ryker’s now wet and disheveled, sandy hair, and went down on him, ensuring Ryker was fully hard once more.

“Ah, God, stop, you have to stop.” Ryker panted out.

With a smirk on his lips, Alejandro looked up.

“Just wanted to relax you. Let me get you ready.”

“f*****g tease.” Ryker grumbled as he delved around in the hidden inner packet where he’d stashed his supplies. He quickly retrieved a new packet of condoms, lube, and an unopened packet of wipes.

“A proper boy scout. Always prepared. I’m very pleased.” Alejandro purred the words as he set them out as he wanted.

“I already—”

“I know.” Alejandro held up his hand. “And if you were anyone else, anyone, this would be a sedate picnic. So, we good?”

“We good.” Ryker nodded.

He lay back against moss and ferns which glittered with crystal droplets as they got closer to the waterfall. Alejandro went to his knees and nudged Ryker’s legs farther apart. Slicking two fingers with the lube, Alejandro bent forward, took Ryker into his mouth, and slid the digits in smoothly. Alejandro waited a moment then Ryker felt the fingers delicately probe inside him.

A deep groan of Alejandro’s name escaped Ryker. He closed waves of pleasure coursed through him. Sagging back against the moss, he rode out the ripples of bliss as they mounted in strength.

“You like this, mmm?” Alejandro chuckled as Ryker struggled to speak, settling for an encouraging hitch of his hips instead.

“That’s okay, handsome. I like the strong, silent type.”

“Bastard.” Ryker gasped out the word, and Alejandro laughed.

“I love you too, honey.” Alejandro twisted his fingers and any rejoinder Ryker had in mind instantly evaporated in a searing blast of pleasure.

For the next few minutes, Alejandro concentrated on slicking and stretching Ryker, then he pulled his fingers free.

“You feel ready to me.”

“I’m ready for you, Alejandro. Make love with me.” The words surprised Ryker, he hadn’t meant to say it that way, but Alejandro didn’t recoil. If anything, his smile grew softer, more intimate and he leaned so close that their lips almost met.

“I’ll always make love to you.” Alejandro picked up a condom, tore it open with his teeth, and slid it along his full, impressive length. With a last slathering of lube along his c**k, Alejandro bent forward. As their lips met, Ryker hooked a leg around Alejandro’s waist. Shuffling closer, without pulling away from the kiss, Alejandro seated his c**k at Ryker’s entrance.

In a mutual movement, Ryker hitched his hips to meet Alejandro as he pushed forward. Ryker groaned around the kiss as the head of Alejandro’s c**k breached him, and Alejandro peppered his cheeks with tiny kisses.

“Tell me when,” Alejandro murmured softly.

“That’s good.” Ryker whispered and nodded. “Hold me?” Without hesitation, Alejandro balanced on his forearms, slipping his hands under Ryker’s shoulders. “Good. Now a little more.”

Slowly, inch by inch, Ryker took Alejandro inside him. When he was fully sheathed, he held still as Ryker waited for his body to adjust to being so fully filled.

“All good. Not so hard.” Ryker winked.

“I don’t know, Ry.” Alejandro flexed his hips. “Feels pretty hard to me. In fact, I don’t think it’s ever been harder.”

“Are you always like this making love?” Ryker shook his head and framed Alejandro’s face in his hands to gaze deeply in his lover’s eyes.

“Only when making love.” The softly spoken reply sent a warm wave of affection to roll over Ryker.

“You make me feel very special.” Ryker leaned up to snatch a quick kiss, squeezing his inner muscles around Alejandro’s c**k to a deep groan from his new lover.

“You are very special.”

An unexpected joy swelled Ryker’s heart, but before he could say anything else, Alejandro moved his hips.

“Oh my…fuuuck.” Ryker let his head drop back onto the mossy floor as a bolt of pure bliss blasted through him.

“You like that, hmm?” Alejandro moved again, and Ryker moaned his approval.

Still gazing down at Ryker, Alejandro rocked gently, but with increasing depth and speed. Ryker closed his eyes as Alejandro’s c**k rubbed relentlessly against his sweet spot. There was no fumbling, no adjusting; Alejandro’s shaft was simply a perfect fit, stimulating all the right areas effortlessly as if they’d been made for one another.

When Ryker arched his neck, Alejandro licked, nipped, and sucked at the exposed flesh of his throat, inflaming him to greater heights. The feel of his lover’s lips, teeth, and tongue on the tender flesh fed the blaze of desire and need into a wildfire that raged in his veins.

“More. Need more.” Ryker gasped aloud and wrapped his other leg around Alejandro’s waist. Alejandro adjusted his stance, took Ryker’s n****e ring between his teeth, and tugged gently.

This time Ryker’s cry of pleasure echoed around them and he dug his fingers into the solid muscles of Alejandro’s shoulders and bore down on the flesh that filled him so perfectly.

For a few seconds, Alejandro paused and then set a new rhythm of harder, faster, and deeper thrusts.

“Oh, dear gods.” Ryker panted. “This feels so good.”

“You wanna come, Ry?”

“Yes. No. I don’t know what I want. Ah, gods, I can’t think when you do that.” Ryker lost cohesive thought as Alejandro pulled on his n****e ring. “Oh, oh, yes, do more of that.”

“Maybe you need more of this?” Alejandro did something creative with his hips, earning a deep groan from Ryker as another wave of pleasure rolled over him.

“You’re driving me mad, you teasing bastard.”

“Glad to hear it, Ry. Does that mean you don’t want some more of this?”

It was impossible for Ryker to reply as Alejandro stimulated as many erogenous zones as he could reach. Ryker’s arousal was at a fever pitch of twitching limbs and ardent, if incoherent, babbling encouragement.

“Oh, gods, don’t stop.” Ryker moaned, hitching his hips and squeezing his inner muscles to return some of the pleasure he was receiving. “Oh, oh, Alejandro, yes, that’s it, just like that. So sweet, so good. I’m going to come. Oh, coming. Coming.”

As his climax crashed over him, Ryker squeezed both his legs and inner muscles tightly. Pulses of his cream hit both his own as well as Alejandro’s chest as he shuddered uncontrollably in the throes of a powerful climax.

“You look so beautiful, cariño.” Alejandro murmured, kissing Ryker’s cheek.

“You haven’t come yet.” Ryker’s voice was low and rasping, sultry with satiation. “Let’s not stop now.”

“As you wish.” Alejandro set up a punishing pace of hard, deep thrusts, and Ryker made sure to meet each one with a countermove of his own, snatching kisses as he could, and raking his fingers along Alejandro’s broad back.

With a drawn-out groan of Ryker’s name, Alejandro buried his face in the crook of Ryker’s neck and shoulder and shuddered through his own release. A vision of them making love bareback flashed into Ryker’s mind, the idea was enough to make him shiver and his spent d**k jerked weakly.

For a couple of minutes, they lay there, too spent to move. Finally, Alejandro leaned back to look down at Ryker.

“I’d best pull out.” He dropped a kiss onto Ryker’s lips. “That was amazing.”

Ryker nodded, not trusting his voice to come out on anything other than a croak. He winced as Alejandro slid free. For no other reason than the fleeting sensation of emptiness, but he was glad Alejandro was too preoccupied in dealing with the condom to notice.

“I think another quick trip into the waterfall is called for.” Alejandro ran a finger through the cream still decorating Ryker’s stomach. “Before all this dry.”

“Good idea.” Ryker got to his feet and a warm glow enveloped him as Alejandro took hold of his hand as they walked back to the pool.

“When we’ve bathed, we can eat, and then complete the walk. If you still want to, that is.” Alejandro glanced at Ryker who nodded.

“Of course. Will I see you later, when we’re back at the hotel?” he asked.

“I have something arranged for tonight.” Alejandro sighed. “I can’t get out of it. “But I’m free tomorrow. Shall we make it a date? I can show you another trail.”

“Sure. It’s a deal.” Ryker couldn’t help a feeling of disappointment that Alejandro couldn’t see him that evening but was determined not to let it show. I can hardly complain if he has things arranged since before he even knew I existed. The best thing now is to enjoy the rest of the walk, catch up with Mitch later, and look forward to spending time with Alejandro tomorrow.