Cal’s new ranch hand is working out well . . . maybe too well. Ever since the dream he had, Cal can’t stop thinking about Brandon’s lean and muscled body while he touches himself. After Brandon saves his life in a freak accident, Cal must think of a way to repay him. Will Cal give into his wildest urges and ride Brandon hard? [Warning: contains explicit scenes of oral and anal sex, and a lot of rough riding!]
Today in the hay things had gotten out of hand. Cal had let his guard down, and in all the rough and tumble he had found himself enjoying it, enjoying it too much. He let his mind replay the incident, remembering the feel of Brandon’s strong arms picking him up, gripping him around the waist like that--
Cal’s drew a sharp breath inwardly as he pictured Brandon tackling him, but instead of stopping there continuing to pin him down, pin him against the hay. In his head he felt Brandon push his shoulders back and press their bodies into sweet contact. Brandon’s full, soft lips, his rough and sandy hair, his chest deeply tanned from just two months of summer sunshine.
Feeling his cock twitch at the image of Brandon’s innocent face, Cal slipped his hand down under the blanket and began to stroke himself. He bit his lip. What he was doing was bad, he had no doubt of that. It wasn’t natural, it wasn’t right. But oh god, those lips, those hot, swollen lips. Cal imagined Brandon’s mouth encircling his dick, his lips moving slowly over the shaft, and he swallowed hard as he worked his hand over his weeping cock, now completely erect.