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Mail Order Bride! (HKitten X 1hinata28)

Stepping up towards the other male, he smiled slightly and shrugged, as he didn’t mind helping with the dishes. In fact, he had expected to be the person to wash the dishes, but it seemed like Rylan was a functioning person on his own. Something he had expected, but people were lazy when they had someone else to do things for them. Standing next to the other male, he smiled a bit and moved to grab for a towel and waited for the dishes to come so he could dry them, before placing each one back into a cupboard he had remembered they came from.

They were two years apart, but it felt like they were even further, as they had such different backgrounds, that it was almost hard to compare the two males. In the area that he was in, there wasn’t much snow right off the bat, but he assumed it was because it wasn’t winter yet. In Russia, it was almost snowing all the time in certain areas, and he almost missed that. “Birthday? I born the thirteenth of June.” he announced, happily drying the dish and placing it back to where it belonged.

Once they were done washing and drying, he placed down the towel and moved to encircle his arms around his husband’s waist. After eating and cleaning up, it meant a bit of rest to talk and then bed, didn’t it? Even though he knew that Rylan had objected his touches from before, maybe this time, the dark haired male wasn’t going to push him again. There were shy husbands out there before, and he wouldn’t mind it if he was able to snuggle up with the other male and played around lightly today. It was like their wedding night, but he was content with not having ‘full sex’ with the other male.
 
Rylan smiled softly. â??Thatâ??s the same birthday as my baby sisterâ?¦ she is 10 this June.â? He said as mater of factly. He was only around 11 or twelve when his mother died so it was hard on him. His sister was little when she died and a little older when dad died. When the dishes were finally done he blushed at the hug around his waist. Yes he had pushed him away before but did not bother this time. He did not mind as much, he was used to this much anyway.

â??Fine, you win, lets just go to bedâ?¦we can talk before going to sleep, or what not.â? He said softly then turned and decided to take Ivanâ??s hand as they walked up the stairs. Rylanâ??s hands were slightly warm compared to the rest of him, he never knew why but his hands were just a little warmer then others. He yawned softly before going to the bedroom.

He was not tired, but he just had to yawn.


Once in the room he motioned for a minutes and went in the bathroom. It was getting pretty late so he pulled on some pajama pants and took off his shirt. He was rather well built and it was obvious with his shirt off, even with it on it was pretty obvious. He walked to the bed and sat down against the pillows on the left side. He looked at Ivan a moment before smiling gently. â??You have something to wear for bedâ?¦?â? He asked slowly.
 
The Russian teen followed Rylan when the other male decided that it was best for them to go to bed soon. It had been a good few minutes since they finished their meal, so he didn’t object, as it had been a late meal either way, and it was getting late. Following the other male upstairs, he held Rylan’s hand back and blushed at the warm hand’s touch. While Rylan had objected to him being the wife here, it felt as if the dark haired male was accepting him for a moment. His lips spread into a small smile, before he was dragged away towards the room.

If this had been a ‘normal’ setting, he would have been excited, as he felt like he was the blushing bride, being rushed into the bedroom, as the husband couldn’t stand waiting to deflower him. But this wasn’t, and Rylan had only meant for them to go to bed as in the sleeping way, as it was obvious. Moving towards his bag that he had brought earlier, he found the pajamas that the others had packed for him, before pulling out the cute little one-piece that resembled a white nightie for a bride rather than a regular boy’s sleeping attire.

“I have this from friends.” Ivan announced, showing it towards his husband as if for approval, placing it up against his shoulders and chest. The feminine attire had definitely been packed for him as a joke, but also at the same time, to give him some edge to see if his husband would like him to dress a bit on the cute and daring side while they went to bed. It would definitely give Rylan more access to him, if the other male were to ever change his mind. However, if Rylan disapproved of crossdressing for fun, then he wouldn’t dare mention something like this again.
 
Rylan squirmed on the new bed, it still needed some breaking in. Rylan never found new beds exactly comfortable. They were hard and slightly to firm, then there where the ones that were way to soft and squishy. He squirmed slightly as he watched Ivan get something out of his bag. He sat up when he turned around and held it up as if asking for approval. He tilted his head a little confused. Wasnâ??t that a girls outfit? A white night gown. Then Rylan giggled a little at it before quickly correcting himself. â??Wear what you likeâ?¦.I am sure it will erâ?¦.look lovely on youâ?¦â?

Rylan was not lying that is why he giggled. He giggled because he really thought Ivan would look good in such an outfit and that idea made him smile. Then he motioned to the bathroom. â??If you need to use it,â? He said calmly. Rylan was still smiling when he laid back down looking up at the ceiling. He started to hum again wondering if Ivan ever heard such a melody, he knew the words as well. He just wondered the name. He shrugged and continued to hum, he would ask another day,

Rylan was fidgeting around in bed unable to get comfy. He stood after a moment and went to the window before opening it a small crack to let a little fresh air in. Nice cool air, Rylan put his face near where it was open and took a few breaths of the nice air. He really did love this whether. He made his way back to the bed to wait for Ivan. Rylan had shut the bedroom door to keep the dog out, but the bathroom was connected to the bedroom.
 
Hearing the small giggle that escaped Rylan’s lips, he tilted his head in confusion, before hearing that his husband would think it’d look lovely on him. Smiling a bit, he nodded, before moving towards the bathroom to change and get ready for bed. A small bag of toiletry was taken with him, so that after he changed, he was able to brush his teeth, wash his face, and the like. While he wasn’t extremely girly, he was rather soft with his features, so taking care of them wasn’t a surprise. The night gown reached mid-thigh for him, not exactly framing his body when he stood up, but it was made of loose material that swooshed in any direction.

Once he was finished with preparing for bed, Ivan moved himself back into the bedroom to see that Rylan had closed the door, wondering why he would do that when there wasn’t anyone else in the house. Maybe there would be someone else? Or perhaps it was because of the dog, but he didn’t see why that would be a problem. Not asking questions though, he moved himself towards the bed and climbed in, almost crawling on it until he made his way towards what he hoped to be his side.

“Sleep now? Or we do something more?” the blonde slipped up closer to the other male as he asked, wrapping his arms around the dark haired male to cuddle. Rylan was truly warm, and even though they might not do anything for their ‘wedding night’, he was content with just sharing their warmth. Winter was coming soon, and somewhat, it felt like he hadn’t left Russia.
 
Rylan smiled a little when he seen Ivan come out, he was right. He did indeed look lovely. He just nodded when the other came out of the bathroom. He could not help but think it, although he was also blushing at his thoughts. He sighed to himself before turning his head to watch as Ivan crawled onto the bed and cuddled against him. He did not know how to answer the boy. â??Arenâ??t you wellâ?¦tieredâ?¦ it had to be a long flightâ?¦but I will leave it up to you.â?

Rylan spoke in a soft voice making sure every word was slow and well said. Again he just wanted Ivan to understand as much English as he could. It would make life much easier. Rylan closed his eyes a minute before turning back to Ivan. Rylan had moved his finger to start playing with a strand of Ivanâ??s blond hair. Seemed like a habit of sorts. He loved hair, silky hair to be exact.

Of course he never bothered going to a hair dresser, he just trimmed his hair now and again and regularly conditioned it so that left it nice. Though there were women who never did even that much and it was the same way. He could not understand how that was possible if he did not condition and shampoo every other day, or everyday it turned into a dry and straw mess. He shook his head, his mind often wondered way to much.

He looked back at Ivanâ??s eyes still absentmindedly playing with his hair he seemed to be enjoying himself.
 
Leaving it up to Ivan to decide what to do was probably a bad choice on Rylan’s part, as that meant for a lot of things to be possible. The other male was just playing with his hair though, and he hoped that with the good care he had been keeping it in, that the other male would find his hair soft and silky to play with. Ivan wasn’t the type of pamper himself, but the girls back in Russia had always loved doing their hair, dressing up, and looking pretty. So being one of the few males in the area, as well as the fact that he wasn’t exactly buff and in charge—probably just considered tone with his muscle growth—they dragged him along with what they wanted to do.

He said it’s my choice… the blonde thought, staring back into captivating eyes. Smiling softly, he leaned in and pressed their lips together, eyes fluttering as he hummed in satisfaction of their shared kiss. Hopefully Rylan wouldn’t push him away like the first time, but it was nice to kiss the other male. This was their wedding night, after all, so it was expected that they did something before the night was over.

Moving his lips up and down, he felt the softness of Rylan’s lips, before pulling back with a small and wet smack. Pink lips curved into a smile, as he rested his forehead against the other’s and just relaxed enough to stare into the other’s eyes. “Is this okay…?” the Russian teen wondered, fingers trailing along Rylan’s hipbone.
 
Yes it might have been a bad idea to have left it up to Ivan but he decided to let things fall were they may. He doubted that he would be mad at Ivan no matter what happened. Then again he might stop it if it started to go to far. Then again who knew he was just going to do what he knew how to. When Ivan moved closer and kissed his lips Rylanâ??s eyes opened a little wider, though this time he actually seemed to enjoy it but did not kiss back, though he wanted to.

â??I suppose so.â? He muttered in a soft voice. It was obvious he was not exactly comfortable with the kisses or the hands on his lips. Rylanâ??s hand was still in the boys hair as he asked this. â??Let me try this time.â? He said in that same voice before grinning. Okay kissing a boy must be just like kissing a girl, nothing to complicated. He leaned forward and pressed his own soft lips to Ivan before moving a hand to his cheek as he kissed him.

Rylan held the kiss slightly longer then Ivan had before, and was actually kissing against the others lips instead of cringing away from it. When he was actually trying Rylan was a fabulous kisser. Once he broke it he smiled slightly. â??How was that?â? He asked back his hand still on the boys cheek, the other still playing with some hair. A slightly nervous habit over the years.


â??I do not knowâ?¦ how much of this I can do.â? He said to Ivan. â??I do not know how close I can be to a guyâ?¦.physically anyway.â? He said softly making sure Ivan heard him. Though at the moment he was content with what was going on.
 
Hoping that his kiss hadn’t made the other male mad, Ivan waited on a held breath for Rylan’s answer. When the American male leaned back into him and gave him a firm kiss, he shivered and tried to kiss back as best as he could. Whether or not this was a kiss to accept him didn’t matter, as his lips were just tingling from being able to press up against his husband’s. Indeed, the other male was a good kisser, as he was left almost breathless after the other pulled away.

“Mm…? Good…” he agreed, eyelids already hooded as he wanted more to happen. But that was going to have to wait, as he listened to more words being spoken, making him wonder what was going on. The words were simple though, and together, he supposed that Rylan was telling him he wasn’t gay. But that was just a title, wasn’t it? Attraction could have stemmed from anything, so the fact that it was just something he wasn’t used to, might be something they could work on. Licking his lips, he nodded, still feeling the prickling sensation of pleasure from that returned kiss.

Inching just a bit closer on the bed, his night gown bunched up higher on his thigh, almost revealing himself indecently, as he leaned into his husband and gave another kiss, this time just a small peck. Then another… then another. Soon, his kisses were peppering along the lips, tasting them as if tasting a delicious treat. “I like you, Rylan…” he muttered, admitting that with the time he had to read Rylan’s profile, memorize the other male’s image, and time spent with him, he found that he was beginning to like his husband that he wanted to give their ‘relationship’ a longer trial.

That was not for him to decide though, so he just stuck with simple kisses that brought them closer on a physical level. “You do… what you want most too.” Ivan offered, fingers trailing between the shirt and pants, to rub at bare flesh on Rylan’s hip.
 
Rylan smiled a little when Ivan approved of the kiss, he seemed to have the same effect on Ivan as it did not most people he kissed. Of course all girls. He nuzzled Ivan a moment noting the boys skin was a little cooler then his. Maybe it was because he grew up in a colder place. He did not mind it felt nice. His hands still playing with the boys hair. The series of small kisses places on his lips and areas around his lips as well. Then he said he liked him and Rylan shut down a moment unsure how to answer to that, at least he did not say loveâ?¦ not that would send him up in smoke.

He felt the boys hands above his pajama pants and rubbing his hips on the bare skin. He kept that blush. â??Lets just continueâ?¦ If somethingâ?¦ if to muchâ?¦ I will probably stop youâ?¦ so do not hold it against me.â? He grinned playfully. He could not deny the fact he was starting to get slightly aroused from what was going on so far. He decided to kiss him again. â??How about this.â? He started before pressing his lips against Ivanâ??s again, for now he was practicing his kissing skills. He wanted to see reactions.

This time it was not lip on lip, he parted his lips lightly and licked the boys bottom lip before pushing his tongue inside of Ivanâ??s mouth. He began to explore slightly, running over the others teeth and then meeting up with his tongue. Rylan seemed a bit more daring in the kissing department.

Soon though he broke the kiss panting a little. â??You tasteâ?¦ good.â? He finally said after a few moments. â??Minty.â?(or what ever his toothpaste was) He grinned slightly happy he had brushed his teeth instead of forgetting. His was more of a fruity toothpaste so it was not at all like mint. Rylan was not going to worry to much about what was going on.
 
For a long moment, it seemed like Rylan was going to push him away because he admitted to liking the other male. However, that moment passed and instead of doing anything rough, Rylan just smiled at him and told him that they could continue. Ivan grinned back and nodded, before leaning into the kiss and tried to wiggle his lips against his husband’s once more. This time, however, the kiss turned into something more passionate and heated than before. His lips parted at the insistent pressure, before he felt a warm tongue dart into his mouth and explore his wet cavern.

The sensation made his eyelids flutter upwards, before he hummed with a bit of satisfaction, and began to press himself closer to the dark haired male. While the kiss hadn’t been sinful, rather, it was somewhat innocent in its nature, Ivan felt as if he was captivated with the simple contact. Too soon, they were parted again, as he panted softly with rosy cheeks. “Minty…” the Russian teen repeated, not really understanding what the word meant. It hadn’t been part of his lesson, so he only knew that it meant something good, as Rylan had said he tasted good.

Eyes slightly glazed, his erection from just being kissed throbbed softly, pushing gently against his night gown. The fabric lifted just fractionally, bringing the gown up a bit more on his thighs and towards revealing his lower half. Of course, he wasn’t going to draw attention to it, as he wanted this moment to remain sweet and as fast as Rylan wanted to take this.

“I do the same…?” Ivan asked for permission, as his lips sealed over Rylan’s again, this time, his tongue darting out as well. The tip rubbed over the lips’ slit, asking for entrance so that he could taste his husband’s unique flavor as well. Once given permission, he would explore and turn the rather innocent kiss into a passionate filled one. His fingers were already used to the warm flesh, as he explored the other’s bare back.
 
Rylan was smiled a little when things seemed to be going alright. He did not want to move to quickly with anything. He was not used to it and wanted to move as slow as he possibly could. His left hand still running through Ivanâ??s hair, eventually he would move that to the boys shoulders. Rylan was starting to like the closeness between them. He fingers made small patterns on the others neck. It was a random but some how well organized pattern.

He heard the other ask for permission to do the same as he had just done. Rylan nodded slightly before allowing Ivan to kiss his lips. He did indeed part his lips for the other to penetrate his all to willing mouth. Rylanâ??s hand was placed gently on the others shoulders, one on the back of his neck the other right below the shoulder. He seemed to enjoy the kiss as it went one rather passionate andâ?¦ dare say loving and innocent. He sighed mentally still confused by things.

Rylanâ??s mouth would taste between a mix of fruity toothpaste, that blue kind that kids used from crest. He could not stand straight on mint toothpaste, but when it was not straight in his mouth it was fine with me. Rylanâ??s hand started to move lightly from his neck down to his lower back, then back up again. When the kiss finally broke he smiled and looked into the others eyes a moment before completely giving in.

He started the kiss up where it had left off.
 
Moaning into the kiss, Ivan found his body inching closer to press up against the other male’s body. The kiss was going very well, as they were both passionately trying to get more and more of each other’s flavor. A strange mixture of fruity and minty, as they devoured one another’s lips. His hands were not idle as well, as they moved to rub up and down the bare back, trying to feel up the American’s body.

Boldly, his front finally pressed up against Rylan’s, making his erection known as it pressed against the other’s hip. Just having pressure against his member made him shiver, as the Russian hadn’t worn any undergarment underneath his night gown. It would have looked strange, so he went without, and yet with his length rubbing up against the silken material, he almost wished that he was able to just slither against the other’s cock as well.

This was the furthest he had ever gone, and to the blonde teen, this was the best he had ever done. “Good, da?” he asked with a husk, his eyes truly hooded and glazed over with passion now. He wanted to do so much more with Rylan that was considered part of the wedding night, but if they wanted to keep it slow, he would have to wait. Rylan didn’t like him like that yet, so for now, it had to be innocent on the scale that they were doing things.

Shyly, he humped the other male’s hip, eyelids fluttering as he made his reaction to their making out session more prominent.
 
The mixture of the fruity and minty mouths made him feel as if they went together rather well. His hands stayed on the others back and shoulders slightly. Though he was suddenly surprised when he felt something being pressed against his hips. He blushed realizing just what it was. He did not exactly know what to say or do, or if he was going to have a melt down. He tried to ignore it for a few moments as he continued to kiss Ivan gently. His kissing a little less strong since the realization but it was still decent.

He blushed when Ivan spoke to him before humping his hip lightly. His face was still a little red. He finally said in a soft but strong voice. â??What comes after kissingâ?¦for guys I mean?â? He asked. He never went far with women, just touching and what not, but he did not know if things happened the same way with men. He never let his friend go into to many details when it came to sex with men. Sure he new the basics but still.

He started to kiss Ivanâ??s neck and jaw line lightly as he waited for an answer. â??Still move slowâ?¦ but what comes after the kissingâ?¦ same as it is with girlsâ?¦ or different?â? He spoke simple and slow words. He wanted his point to get through. His point being they could continue if they moved just as slow. He himself was getting an erection but it was not all that visible under his pajama pants. He did not try to bring much attention to it.

Rylanâ??s hands were still around Ivanâ??s lower to mid back his grip gentle but firm.
 
The next kiss came a bit softer, but still as passionate, which made him pull back slightly so that the other male was able to speak to him. When Rylan asked him such an innocent question, he tilted his head and wondered what he could say to that. Truly, there were many things that could happen between men, as there were many things that could happen between a woman and a man. What came after kissing could be something that was either as innocent as more kissing and cuddling to bed, to the most extreme of anal sex.

Ivan wanted to tell this to Rylan, but he didn’t know how to make it seem less lewd than it already was. The words didn’t come as easy for him, and he was left humping the firm hip less and less, a bit confused. “Like…like girl…but…with bottom.” the blush on his cheeks was bright and obvious, but he didn’t look away, as he wanted to see what reaction the other male would have to his words. Did they make sense? Hopefully, as he didn’t know how else to tell him without showing Rylan what he meant.

Biting on his bottom lip, he stopped his hands from rubbing the flesh on the other male’s back, before he smiled slightly to encourage his husband to accept what he was talking about. It truly was a strange concept that he didn’t understand himself, as he had never touched himself in that way. If Rylan wanted to try it though, if ever that was, he would gladly spread his legs for his husband. That was, of course, a slim chance in his mind, as coming this far was probably already rather far for Rylan.
 
He blushed a little at the simple explanation and nodded slowly. He would need to talk to his friend if he wanted more details then just that. He knew his friend was always willing to divulge the things he and his lovers did in bed,. He tried many a time but Rylan never bothered to listen, even when it came to women. Rylan decided he would simply help the other with the little problem. He knew how to do that since often times had been turned on by a girls touching of wellâ?¦everything bit something always came up. He only knew how to do a simple hand job, nothing more.

â??Er.. Maybe not t-that far butâ?¦. I can do somethingâ?¦I suppose.â? He muttered before hugging Ivan gently, not wanting to leave him with the issue of an erection. He grinned deciding this was a first step in moving to more advanced stuff which he did not understand completely.

He moved and then tugged up the others night gown lightly. He had figured out he was not wearing any undergarments. He pulled it up slightly before moving a bit so he had a better view. He blushed again looking at Ivan, not really for approval butâ?¦for something. Not sure what that was but it was something. Rylan then moved his warm hands down to start to slowly stroke his erection. He smiled a little.
 
Returning the embrace, Ivan smiled up at his husband a bit, as the other male spoke about doing something that wasn’t entirely against what the American wanted to do. Doing ‘something’ meant a large range of things that the Russian teen didn’t know about, but he was willing to do whatever the other wanted. Relaxing, he leaned back and allowed Rylan to lift up his night gown, revealing his hard erection that was pushing up against his abdomen.

Crisp, blonde hair curled around his crotch, leading down towards the average sized balls that were heavy with desire. Just below that, one could see the small sign of his bottom’s curve, as he was laying on it. Spreading his legs slightly, now that he was exposed, he allowed room for Rylan to sit between his legs and do whatever he wanted. Ivan was excited for something to happen, as he had heard of being touched, but had never been close to anyone enough to do so. But with Rylan as his husband, that meant that the dark haired male was supposed to be his closest person, wouldn’t it?

“We go to school tomorrow?” Ivan suddenly asked, hoping he didn’t ruin the mood. He had nothing to do, now that he had moved to this place. The blonde’s purpose of being here was for Rylan’s pleasure, but what else could he do in the meantime? Hopefully, he could follow the other male to school, as he remembered reading in the profile tat Rylan was still a student in college. While he spoke, his cock just throbbed with want and the desire for attention.
 
Rylan was surprised by the sudden question. He shook his head a bit. â??I do not have any classers tomorrowâ?¦ I do have to go to police training in the morningâ?¦ and be back by 1.â? He had to leave at around five in the morning. He sighed at the thought, he was going to be tired the next morning even if he was doing most of this to Ivan instead of the other way around. â??I could enroll you though.â? He said calmly as he thought about it. It was a community college so anyone in the state could go, Rylan planned to go to a school and further his education the world of law. For now a two year college was fine. â??we can talk about that laterâ?¦â? He muttered before his gaze moved down to the hard erection between Ivanâ??s legs.

â??Do not fault me if I do not do well with this.â? He said seriously as he looked at Ivan. He did not plan to do more then simple touching, no intercourse or sex today. He was so not ready for that yet. He needed more time to be ready for that. He needed to figure things out first as well.

Then he slowly moved his hands down to wrap around the boys dick and started to rub it up and down in a gently but firm motion. One hand continued rubbing as the other moved down to fondle the boys balls. He did not gaze up at Ivan at the moment. Bt eventually stole a glance by looking up through his eye lashes.
 
For a long moment, Ivan didn’t speak or make a noise, as he tried to keep up with the words that Rylan was saying to him. Something about not having school tomorrow, and that he should go as well. But he didn’t understand beyond that and the coming home at one o’clock, as he wasn’t sure what certain things meant. Nodding his head either way, he smiled encouragingly towards his husband, as he trusted that the other male wouldn’t lead him down something horrible and painful. School couldn’t be too painful though, and whatever it was, it was probably something fun.

Ivan was about to say something on the lines of agreeing with the other male, before he felt his erection wrapped up with fingers. The simple touch of such a warm hand made him shiver and his eyes rolled back into his head, causing him to almost orgasm right then and there. “Feels good…” he muttered, spreading his legs wider and shaking his head about doing this wrong. There was no wrong way to do it, but only many ways to achieve pleasure.

Gazing down at his husband, Ivan licked his lips as he felt his cock twitch in the other’s hand. “Can I do…something for you?” he asked, wondering if Rylan was affected as he was. If the other male had an erection as well, he would gladly do something for him, as he wanted them both to be pleasured tonight.
 
Rylan nodded slightly when the other said I felt good and that he was not doing anything wrong at the moment. He smiled happy about such a thing, not wanting to screw up or something similar. He blushed a little at the next comment. He stopped his hands a moment then shrugged. â??I do not know.â? He muttered looking down a moment, a small tent was in his pants signaling he indeed was plagued by the same issues Ivan was. He shrugged. â??Up to you I suppose.â?

Then he continued to move his hands up and down the boys shaft, his thumb playing lightly with the tip of his erection. He seemed to be enjoying himself at the moment, just enjoying the fact he was making Ivan feel good. He could deal with it later if necessary, Although now that he had acknowledged it he was now thinking about it and the slight throbbing was getting him a little riled up and uncomfortable.

For now Rylan was intent of making Ivan release before anything happened with him. He wondered if it was the same with guys as it was with women. He smirked a little before moving the hand on his balls up his night gown to play lightly with the boys nipple, pinching it gently. He looked at Ivan for some type of reaction, whether it was good or bad.
 
Gently rocking up into the hand that played with his genitals, he hummed slightly in satisfaction, before blinking a few dazed moments away. He was so captivated by this pleasure that he was doing nothing else but rocking into the hand and staring at Rylan. The Russian teen hadn’t known that this was going to be so good, so when the hand slipped higher up in his night gown, he had to wonder what his husband was doing.

Ivan had been just moments from agreeing to the dark haired teen that he would want to do something in return for Rylan, so that he wasn’t left with a problem as well. Instead of being able to answer, he felt fingers pinch at his nipple and a loud squeal escaped his lips. It wasn’t a bad thing though, as his cock squirted out a small droplet of precum from the sudden shock of pleasure. “Ah… Муж… feels good…” he muttered, calling Rylan ‘husband’ in Russian.

The blonde teen’s nipples were very sensitive, so just touching them would have been enough, but pinching them caused him to squirm like it was becoming too much for him to handle. Spreading his legs wider, he whimpered and tried to get the other male to do something more. “пожалуйста (please)…” he would do so much for Rylan later, but for now, he wanted this pleasure. Ivan knew he was being selfish, but he couldn’t bring himself to stop his need.
 
Rylan smiled with the small squeal that came from the boys mouth. He had figured out guys did indeed feel the same way when it came to nipples. He then just rubbed them lightly instead of pinching them. He figured it was more then enough seeing how the other male reacted to the gentle pinch. He continued to stroke the boys shaft as he rubbed, he noticed the precum on the tip and smiled a little again. Rylan easily understood the word husband in Russian. His mother said it often to his father when she was mad with him. She would say something like â??Husband take out the trash.â? Completely in Russian and my father would reply back â??Noâ? In Japanese. I never understood how they could understand one another when they both spoke, English, Russian and Japanese. Each new certain words in there spouses language.

Though when he spread his legs and whimpered he could not figure out what the other wanted. Even after he spoke in Russian. It took Rylan a minute to figure out the word, and it was not worth it because it was no help! Then he tried to think what a girl would do to a guyâ?¦.though he had never done/received one he thought of a blow job, of course he did not do that, unsure of what Ivan wanted from him.

He paused a moment still stroking the others shaft before taking a chance and moving down to lick the head of the boys erection, he looked up to see if Ivan approved of such an act. A small blush still on Rylanâ??s face.
 
Humming with pleasure, his body quivered like a leaf, as he continued to relax under the other’s hand. His cock was throbbing with want, as it received more and more pleasure from being touched and stroked. Biting down on his bottom lip, he arched against the finger against his nipple, causing more pleasure than just touching his cock or balls. “Ah…Rylan…” Ivan groaned out softly, trying to arch closer towards the other male as he received this pleasure.

Spreading his legs wider, he tried to get something, anything really, to ease this pressure that was building up in the pit of his abdomen. What he had asked for was more touching and perhaps, permission to cum. But when his husband leaned down to lick at his mushroomed head, he gasped loudly and arched, precum dribbling down more as he was sure that he would cum any moment if he didn’t hold it back firmly. “Муж… Муж, пожалуйста… пожалуйста…” small amounts of Russia escaped him, as he writhed with pleasure.

Panting as if he was running, he gazed down at the dark haired male and smiled slightly, wondering if this was fulfilling their wedding night. Rylan was certainly much more open with what they were doing, but hopefully, it wasn’t going to all end suddenly. “There…is there something I can…uh…” he paused, trying to remember through his haze. “Something I can do for your… pleasure?” because he wanted to return the pleasure as he got it.
 
Rylan smiled at the others reaction and figuring out that he was getting rather close to cumming. He moved his head away for now as he rubbed the boys cock gently but firmly. Sure he was more open, but that did not mean he wanted the others cum inside of his mouth or on his face, that was not exactly something he was ready forâ?¦yet. Though he had to admit that Ivan did not taste half bad.

His finger ran over the precum lightly as he stroked his cock. Then he blushed when the other spoke. â??Erâ?¦ that can wait until we finish with your little problemâ?¦â? He smiled to Ivan. â??You can do what ever you like.â? He stated with a firm nod before stroking the boy once more. His hand moving a bit quicker then before, trying to get the boy to cum as quickly as possible.

â??Are you going to cum soon?â? Rylan asked in a slightly playful tone but he was wondering if he was. His hand went back up to his nipple rubbing it and pinching it gently, He then moved to the other side and did the same to itâ??s neighbor.
 
Giving him the option of whatever he’d like was a dangerous offer, as he wasn’t exactly in his right mind to think of the other male’s limits. However, for now, he allowed his mind to wander and think about the possibilities, even if he wasn’t going to act upon them. Things he had learned from research back in Russia, as well as stories that had been embarrassing to learn, but rather educational to hear about. His lips pressed together in a thin line, as he was stroked even more, while the other male moved away from him.

Ivan felt his cheeks blushed, as he had wanted more of that tongue rubbing against his cock, but didn’t dare ask for more. “I…come? Come…where?” the Russian asked, hips twitching just slightly as he tried hard not to orgasm all over the place. Biting down on his bottom lip, he arched his back when his nipples were played with again, before his orgasm hit like a tsunami. Waves and waves of his semen gushed out of his cock, bubbling out of the tip and smearing the fingers that were encircling his member.

With the orgasm coming down from its peak, the blonde teen was left shivering, as he squirmed a bit and smiled dazedly up at his husband. “Спасибо…” he muttered softly, taking a moment to catch his breath, before heaving himself up into a sitting position. Getting onto his knees, he gently pushed Rylan back so that they were both sitting, with a small grin. “I pleasure you now, da?” he asked with innocence, fingers trailing from Rylan’s chest towards the other’s crotch and over the length. “How you want?” more broken English, but it was obvious of what he was asking… and that he was offering anything the other male wanted.
 
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