by Michael Jade
Short Fiction/ Western/Cowboy Erotica/ MM
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An erotic short story...
Trevor’s hired on as a ranch hand for the summer, away from
his life and women and sex in general—except when he can steal a private moment
in the bunkhouse shower. When he catches his fellow rancher, Jimmy, having some
solo fun in an empty stall, Trevor decides to take ranching to a whole new
level. And Jimmy is more than willing to teach him the ropes—not to mention the
real way to oil and work a new saddle.
Excerpt:
Trevor’s dick
jumped to attention, edging its way down his pant leg as it lengthened. Jimmy
glanced down at the obvious ridge and met Trevor’s gaze again with a knowing
smile. Trevor felt his face flush, but he reached down and palmed the bulge
with a tight grip.
An unconscious
moan escaped his lips. Jesus, how good it felt, touching himself while Jimmy’s
electric eyes watched. Trevor heard a telltale zip, and Jimmy glanced down to
find the man’s hand reaching inside his open fly.
“Don’t think I
plan to do this alone,” Jimmy said with a teasing tone. “You already got to see
what I’m bringin’ to the party. So haul it out and show me what I’m stayin’ up
past rancher’s hours for.”
Trevor
shuddered, and with quivering hands, complied. Somehow, he managed to get his
pants open. Getting his iron-hard dick up and out was tougher, but soon both men
were holding their meat, their hands sliding slowly up and down while they
watched one another.
Jimmy parted
his lips as he gazed at Trevor’s swollen, pink shaft. “Mighty fine,” he said. “Bigger
than I imagined, too.”
Trevor’s heart
threatened to beat out of his chest over hearing that Jimmy had been giving
thought to what Trevor’s cock was like.
“Not as big as
yours,” Trevor managed.
“But nice and
thick. I like that.”
They fell
silent for a few minutes while they jacked off for one another. Trevor analyzed
exactly how fast and hard Jimmy liked to work his shit, and all the while,
Jimmy kept his other hand on the stall gate behind Trevor, steadying himself.
At this close distance, Trevor could smell male musk and sex, and he felt his
balls growing heavy at it. He could easily blow his wad right like this, but
part of him wondered whether Jimmy would let things go farther between them.
Maybe he shouldn’t be greedy, but after everything he’d pictured in the shower,
everything he was imagining right now, he sure as hell was going to try for the
brass ring.
