Stepping down real quick, Quinn went to the door whispering, “Hello out there, can you hear me?”
No one said anything at first and then a tentative voice came through. “Yes. I’m here.”
“Can you tell if anyone is out there?” Quinn said in a hushed voice.
“No, they’re with Clark, poor guy,” came the scared reply.
“What’s your name?” Quinn asked quietly.
“Gene...Gene Oberman,” came the soft reply.
Quinn heard Agnes cry out again and new help was on its way now. “Get ready to get out of here, help is here.”
“Are you crazy? Did you forget so soon what Clark is going through?” came Gene’s frightened reply.
“We are all getting out of here, Gene,” Quinn said as he made his way to the cot. Just as he stepped on the basin and went to look out the window, a face appeared in front of him.
Quinn let out an unmanly squeal and wound his arms around and around as he fell off the cot and landed hard on the floor, hitting his head.
Rubbing his head, Quinn turned over and got to his knees. He hung his head and tried to shake off the dizziness. When he felt a hand touch his shoulder.
Flipping back over quickly Quinn screamed, “Ahhh!”
A large hand was placed over Quinn’s mouth and this huge Adonis was leaning over him. “Be quiet, Quinn. My name is Ryker and I’m with MYSTIC. I’m here to get you and the others out of here.”
All Quinn could do was gawk at Ryker. He had heard of MYSTIC. They were a bunch of badass men that tracked down serial killers and shit. However, he had no idea they would also be men that were drool-worthy or make his cock stand up at attention.
Ryker had to be one of the most sexy men Quinn had ever seen. With midnight blue eyes, blond hair, and muscles on top of muscles...and damn but he was tall. Hell, he had to be almost a full foot taller than Quinn’s mere five foot five inches.
“Quinn, did you hear me? Did you hurt yourself?” Ryker asked with great concern as he took his hands and proceeded to run them all over Quinn’s body.
Quinn knew Ryker was checking him for injuries, but he was truly struck dumb. All he could focus on were the hands feeling him up and Quinn’s cock began to leak with pre-cum.
A look of real concern was on Ryker’s face as he said, “Did that insane man do something to you, Quinn? Can you talk?”
Hearing the concern and being reminded of Mitchum brought Quinn back to his current situation and he whispered, “I’m fine. I just hit my head a bit but nothing that won’t heal with some aspirin. It is Clark and the others that need you.”
Not wanting Ryker to see or notice his shaft was swollen and leaking, Quinn pushed away Ryker’s hands. Suddenly a thought came to Quinn. “How did you get in here?”
Ryker helped Quinn to his feet and started to rub his hands up and down Quinn’s arms and then turned him around to brush off his backside.
If Ryker didn’t stop touching him, Quinn knew he was going to erupt right there. Turing back around, he pushed at Ryker. “Enough! I’m fine. Please talk to me! How did you get in here and how are we going to get out?”
Ryker turned toward the window. “You’re going to hold on and I’m going to lower you to the boat. My colleagues are there and they can keep you safe while I get the others.”
Quinn’s mouth dropped open when he looked at the bars on the window and they were completely melted. “How did you do that?”
“It is one of my gifts. I control metals and I can levitate. We don’t have a lot of time, so let’s go,” Ryker said as he pulled Quinn toward the window.
“Hold on,” Quinn said as he pulled back and went back to the door.
“Gene, help is here and he is coming through your window. Can you get word out to the others?” Quinn whispered.
“Are you sure?” Gene asked hesitantly.
“Yes, please talk to them. You can’t stay here, Gene, he will kill you all.” Quinn made his way back toward Ryker.
Holding Ryker’s neck, Quinn looked up. “I’m ready.”
Ryker looked into Quinn’s moss green eyes that stood out with Quinn’s shoulder-length dark brown hair. Touching the man had been like coming home and there was one thing he needed to do before they left.
Leaning down, Ryker put his lips to Quinn’s and felt an electrical buzz go through him. It was like plugging in a charger for a battery. Ryker felt his energy boost and cock swell. When Quinn opened up for him, Ryker did not disappoint.
Slipping his tongue in and tasting Quinn’s luscious lips, Ryker’s arms grew tighter around Quinn.
Knowing they were running out of time, Ryker reluctantly pulled away. “When I am done here we need to talk.”
Ryker twisted a little and Quinn laid back on the bed as Ryker followed him down until they were laying and the kiss deepened.
Quinn needed to touch Ryker’s bare skin. Quinn tugged on Ryker’s shirt.
Ryker finally snapped out of his lust-filled fog long enough to lean back far enough so his shirt could be taken over his head. Then he swooped back in and claimed Quinn’s lips again.
Quinn knew they should be talking, but he was on fire with need. “Please touch me,” Quinn whispered.
Ryker unzipped Quinn’s pants and started trying to pull them off with one hand. However, they were not going very far. Again Ryker released Quinn’s lips as he said, “Get undressed.”
Ryker stood up long enough to take off his shirt and kick off his shoes. Pulling down his pants and removing his socks, he watched as Quinn undressed and then went up the bed to lay there as he stroked himself and licked his lips.
Ryker knew they should be talking, but he needed this man more than he needed his next breath. Quinn’s body was amazing. His muscles were gloriously defined muscles from so much time spent in the Bay swimming.
As Ryker approached Quinn, a thought came to mind. “Lube!”
Going into the nightstand, he searched and came up empty. “I’ll be right back!”
Ryker quickly went into the bathroom and pulled out drawers until he finally found some hand cream. “This will have to do.”
Quickly Ryker made his way back into the room and stopped dead in his tracks. Quinn was laying there with his eyes closed and mouth opened. He made the most beautiful sounds as he stroked himself and fingered his hole. Ryker wanted to know if his own hand made Quinn sound like that, how was he going to feel with Ryker’s cock up his ass?
Barely opening his eyes, Quinn groaned. “ Ryker, I need...please.”
Ryker went to the bed and threw the cream next to Quinn as he climbed over the man. Taking Quinn’s hand off his own cock and removing the finger from his hole, Ryker brought his lips along Quinn’s neck and kissed and suckled his way up to the man’s ear. “I am going to make you feel so good. First you are going to cum in my mouth and then I am going to cum in your ass.”
Quinn moaned as he lifted his waist, touching their hard, throbbing cocks. Pre-cum leaked from both of the men and combined to make a nice lube to slide their cocks back and forth.
Ryker nipped at Quinn and ran his tongue over each nipple. Quinn’s hands clutched at Ryker’s hair as he not so subtly tried to push Ryker to his throbbing, begging shaft. When Ryker took his tongue and circled Quinn’s navel, Quinn let out a desperate cry, “Please!”
Ryker smiled against Quinn’s skin. “Patience, baby. I promise it will be worth it.”
Ryker continued lapping at Quinn with his tongue and made his way down to Quinn’s hip area. He bypassed Quinn’s aching need and nibbled and licked the inside of his right thigh and then made his way to the left. “You taste so good, baby. I could just eat you right up.”
“Then do it already,” growled Quinn as he once more tried to lift his hips, but Ryker held him down.
Ryker moaned as he ran his tongue on the underside of Quinn’s sack. “Oh I plan to.”
Ryker took the cream and put some on his finger as he continued to run his tongue on the long vein running along his man’s cock. When he reached the under cap, Ryker licked and then went to Quinn’s leaking head.
Ryker groaned his approval as in one swoop Ryker closed his mouth over the tip and slid down Quinn’s hard shaft and stuck a finger in his man’s hole at the same time.
Quinn screamed, “Oh dear God!”
Ryker suckled up and down as Quinn clenched his fingers in Ryker’s hair for dear life. The bit of pain did not stop Ryker from his goal. He wanted to taste his man and that is exactly what he was going to do.
The sounds coming from Quinn were making Ryker’s shaft throb and he knew he could cum just by the sounds Quinn was making. Letting go of Quinn’s thighs allowed for Quinn to fuck his mouth so good, meeting Ryker stroke for stroke.
“Oh God yes...just like that…I’m gonna come, Ryker...suck me,” Quinn babbled.
Ryker loved hearing Quinn and wanted more so he added a second finger and grasped Quinn’s sack in the other hand. Ryker rolled those balls and squeezed just a bit.
Quinn’s head was going side to side as sweat ran down his neck and glistened his body. His balls tightened up, telling Ryker that Quinn was about to blow so he added a third finger and crooked his finger to touch the spongy knot.
“Oh fuck me!” Quinn screamed as his seed spilled out and down Ryker’s throat.
Ryker added more sensation to Quinn’s already oversensitive cock as he hummed and continued to milk Quinn’s shaft until there was nothing left for him to give. Then Ryker finally allowed the softening shaft to fall free from his mouth.
Kissing each thigh and making his way up with kisses until he was looking into those beautiful moss green eyes. “I want you.”