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The video starts with a close up of Ryan’s furrowed brow as he adjusts the camera. “There. You ready?” He steps back and turns to James, who’s sitting on the bed, leaning back on his hands
James is wearing a white tshirt and blue jeans. Ryan’s in similar attire, in a gray tshirt. Both have shiny pink lips, and are sporting hard ons.
James nods, and Ryan grins, turning back to the camera. “Today is March 18th, 2134. It is 2108, we are in an undisclosed hotel. I am Ryan Kinkade, and this is my boyfriend..”
“James Griffin.”
Ryan turns his back to the camera, facing James. “You’re sure you want to do this?”
James answers by standing and wrapping his arms around Ryan’s neck before kissing him.
Ryan steps towards the bed, but James pulls back, hands drifting to Ryan’s chest.
“Oh no. You get to record this, I get to decide what we do.”
Ryan grinned, hands moving to encircle his boyfriend’s waist. “Seems fair. What do you want to do?”
“Can I blow you?”
Ryan nods before leaning in to kiss James as they fumble with his belt. James turns them so that the back of Ryan’s legs catch the edge of the bed, causing him to fall back. They break the kiss as Ryan lifts his hips, allowing James to yank his pants down.
Ryan’s not wearing underwear. “Presumptuous.” James muses. Ryan shrugs, grabbing something from the pillows. The camera beeps, and the video angle changes, now looking down at James kneeling between Ryan’s legs.
He raises an eyebrow, nodding towards the camera. “How many of those do you have?”
“Three. Other’s on the ceiling.” The video pans upwards, showing said camera, before going back to James.
“You’re really excited for this, aren’t you?”
Ryan hums, his free hand going to brush James’s bangs out of his face. “I’lll take any chance to capture your pretty face.”
“Cute.” James muses, kissing the inside of Ryan’s knee. He works his way up to his thigh, Ryan’s cock hardening as he strokes it gently.
“Can I keep going?” He asks, purple eyes gazing upwards. “Yeah.” Ryan breathes shakily.
James wordlessly takes him into his mouth, bobbing his head, slowly taking more and more until his nose was almost flush to Ryan’s stomach.
“Fuck yes..” Ryan hissed, grabbing onto James’s hair. Hooded eyes gazed lovingly as he pulled on James’s hair, rocking his hips forward. He fucked James’s mouth slowly, the brunette’s eyes shutting and brow furrowing as he gripped Ryan’s thighs.
“You know, there’s something about seeing you, fully clothed, choking on my cock, that just-” Ryan cut himself off with a moan, grip on James’s hair tightening,
“Is there any-ah- anything else you wanted to do? ‘Cause if you keep going I’m going to cum.”
James flushes, pulling back to stroke Ryan’s cock. “Well, there is one other thing.”
“Name it.”
James inhales deeply, tilting his head. “I want you to fuck me.”
Ryan gasps. “You- you do? But we’ve never- well, I have- but you’ve never- really?”
James grins up at him. “Really. I’ve been thinking about it for a while.”
The camera beeps, switching to the previous angle.
They make quick work of the rest of their clothes, until both only have their dog tags. Ryan settled between James’s spread legs, grinding against him as they kissed. James shivered, back arching slightly.
Ryan broke the kiss, a string of saliva breaking as he moved to nip at James’s chest. He begins adorning the smooth planes of muscle with the beginning of hickeys.
Ryan reaches to grope James’s ass, pulling away suddenly.
“Is that..?” he starts, as James nods, blushing.
“Who’s presumptuous now?” James opened his mouth to retort, but gasped instead.
The camera beeped again, now to the overhead.
James squirmed on the bed as Ryan slowly extracted a grey plug. While it wasn’t small, it wasn’t as big as his cock. “Did you bring lube?”
James nods. “Dresser. Second drawer.”
Ryan scrambled to retrieve it, pouring some on his hand before taking himself and James in hand. “You’re sure you want to do this?”
James nods, swallowing thickly. “Yes. Ryan, please, I-” He shivered, hips stuttering into Ryan’s touch. “I want you. Please.”
Ryan poured more lube onto his hand, stroking himself before adjusting. One hand on James’s hip, the other on his own cock as he pressed into the man below him. Ryan sunk into James tantalizingly slow, body shaking with effort. His hips slowly rocked back and forth, occasionally sinking deeper. James gripped the sheets until his knuckles turned white, eyes screwed shut as he panted. “Oh, baby.” Ryan groaned as he bottomed out.
James quivered beneath him, body flushed. “Tell me when you’re ready.” Ryan instructed, leaning down to kiss his boyfriend.
James wrapped his arms around Ryan, tilting his head to deepen the kiss. Ryan’s own dog tags fall from his shoulder, clattering against James’s own.
“Go. I’m ready.” James whispered, barely audible.
Ryan moves slowly, letting James adjust to the sensation.
The muscles in Ryan’s back flexed as he played a hand next to James’s head, the other gripping the back of his knee and pulling him closer. “Fuck baby, you’re doing so good”.
Ryan establishes a slow rhythm as his boyfriend’s eyes flutter closed. Ryan then snapped his hips forward and James choked, eyes flying open. “Holy-”
“So that’s where it is. Good to know.”
Ryan repeated the motion, increasing his pace as James grabbed at him, hands flying to his back. James’s nails dig into Ryan’s back, drawing blood as a steady stream of pleas leave his mouth. “Motherfu- there, yes, God, Ryan please-”
The camera beeps again.
It’s the first camera, showing the couple on the bed as James cums with a half moan- half scream. Ryan continues thrusting into his trembling form until James pushes against his chest with shaky hands, eyes unfocused. Ryan pulls out and jerks himself to a finish, his release joining the pool on James’s chest. He slumps forward, falling onto James and panting into his neck.
They lay there for a while, breathing slowly returning to normal.
“That was- I-” James laughed shakily. “Wow! Thank God you got that on video.”
Ryan chuckled. “Yeah. From three different angles.”
“Oh, fuck you.” James laughed.
“Nah, I'm not into that. Fucking you though, that I’d definitely do again.” Ryan’s head moved, and James sighed, tilting his own head back. “I feel split open. In a good way, though.”
Ryan hummed, moving to the other side of James’s neck.
“And as much as I enjoy just being here with you, I’m covered in cum and in dire need of a shower.”
“Just another second-” Ryan pulled back, sitting back, admiring his boyfriend, reaching for the handheld camera. “There.”
The camera beeped, switching to the one in Ryan’s hand. James put his hands behind his head and gazed at the man behind it lovingly, hickeys already forming across his neck and collarbone, their combined cum splattered across his abdomen.
“I love you.”
“Do you love me or my dick?”
“You, dumbass.” James laughed. “Can we shower now?”
“Of course babe.”
Ryan moved back as James sat up, wincing a bit.
“What’s wrong?”
James smiled sheepishly. “Carry me?”
Ryan laughed as the camera shut off.