13. Beau
Chapter 13
Beau
M y heart raced at his words. “Are you sure?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.
“More sure than I've been about anything in a long time,” Lucas replied, pulling me in for a deep, passionate kiss.
As we kissed, his hands roamed over my body, pushing my shirt up and over my head. I shivered as the cool night air hit my skin, but Lucas's touch soon warmed me. His fingers trailed down my chest, tracing the lines of my muscles before coming to rest at the waistband of my jeans.
“These need to come off,” he murmured against my lips.
I nodded, fumbling with my belt.
“Let me,” he said, sitting up.
Lucas's fingers deftly unbuckled my belt and popped open the button of my jeans. He slowly lowered the zipper, his eyes locked on mine, filled with hunger and desire. I lifted my hips, allowing him to tug my jeans down my legs.
“Commando, huh?” Lucas smirked, raising an eyebrow as he took in the sight of my naked body. “I like a man who comes prepared. ”
I felt my cheeks flush, but the heat of embarrassment quickly gave way to arousal as Lucas ran his hands up my thighs. His touch was electric, sending shivers through my body. When his fingers wrapped around my cock, I couldn't help but let out a low moan.
“God, you're gorgeous,” Lucas breathed, stroking me slowly. “I've been thinking about this cock since the moment I met you.” He looked up at me, his eyes full of lust. “And now I want you to fuck me with it.”
My heart skipped a beat and my cock twitched hard in his hand. I wanted that too. More than anything. “I… I didn’t bring a condom,” I muttered, feeling both embarrassed and disappointed at the same time.
Lucas reached into the back pocket of his jeans, pulling both a condom and a couple packets of lube out. “Don’t worry, cowboy. I got you covered.”
I let out a breath I didn't realize I'd been holding. “You really did come prepared,” I said with a nervous chuckle.
Lucas grinned, tearing open one of the lube packets. “Always be ready for anything, that's my motto.”
He squeezed some of the clear gel onto his fingers, then reached behind himself. I watched, mesmerized, as his face contorted in pleasure, his body rocking slightly as he worked himself open. The sight was almost too much to bear.
“Let me,” I said, my voice hoarse with desire. I took the lube from him, coating my own fingers generously.
Lucas nodded. He slipped off his jeans, leaving the jockstrap on with his cock free. Then he laid back on the blanket and spread his legs invitingly, giving me a full view of his smooth ass and tight pink hole. I positioned myself between his thighs, my heart pounding so hard I was sure he could hear it. Slowly, carefully, I pressed one finger against his entrance. Lucas let out a soft gasp as my finger breached him, his body tensing momentarily before relaxing. I moved slowly, gently working my finger in and out, marveling at the tight heat surrounding it.
“More,” Lucas breathed after a few moments. “I can take more.”
I obliged, adding a second finger alongside the first. Lucas moaned, his head falling back against the blanket as I stretched him. I curled my fingers experimentally, searching for that spot I'd heard about but never experienced firsthand.
Suddenly, Lucas cried out, his back arching off the truck bed. “There!” he gasped. “Right there!”
Encouraged, I continued to massage that spot, watching in awe as Lucas writhed beneath me, his cock leaking pre-cum onto his stomach. The sight was intoxicating, and I found myself growing impossibly harder.
“Fuck, I need you inside me,” Lucas panted, his gaze intense with delight. “Now.”
My hands trembled as I reached for the condom, fumbling with the wrapper. Lucas sat up, gently taking it from me. “Let me,” he said softly, tearing open the packet and rolling the condom onto my throbbing cock with practiced ease.
I positioned myself between his legs, the head of my cock pressing against his slick entrance. I paused, looking into his eyes. “Are you sure?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.
Lucas nodded, wrapping his legs around my waist and pulling me closer. “I've never been more sure of anything,” he breathed.
Slowly, carefully, I pushed forward, gasping as the tight heat of Lucas's body enveloped me. I went inch by inch, giving him time to adjust, watching his face contort into a thousand different expressions of bliss.
“Oh fuck,” I groaned as I bottomed out inside him. The feeling was indescribable - hot, tight, perfect. I had to pause for a moment, overwhelmed by the sensation and not wanting things to end embarrassingly quickly.
Lucas's eyes fluttered open, gazing up at me with a mix of lust and tenderness. “You okay, cowboy?” he asked softly, reaching up to caress my cheek .
I nodded, letting out a shaky breath. “Yeah, just... give me a second. You feel amazing.”
He smiled, pulling me down for a gentle kiss. “Take your time. We've got all night.”
I kissed him deeply, pouring all my pent-up desire into it. Slowly, I began to move, pulling out slightly before pushing back in. Lucas moaned against my lips, his legs tightening around my waist. Lucas moaned more, his fingers digging into my shoulders as I set a gentle rhythm. The tight heat of his body was indescribable, better than anything I'd ever felt before.
As we moved together, our bodies finding a perfect synchronicity, I couldn't help but marvel at how right this felt. Here, under the vast Texas sky, making love to a man I barely knew, yet felt so connected to. The stars twinkled above us, silent witnesses to our passion.
I gradually increased my pace, encouraged by Lucas's moans and gasps of pleasure. His hands roamed over my back, nails occasionally digging in when I hit a particularly sensitive spot. The sound of our heavy breathing and the slap of my balls against his ass filled the night air.
“God, you feel so good,” I panted, burying my face in the crook of his neck. I inhaled deeply, breathing in his scent - a mixture of cologne, sweat, and sex.
“You too,” he gasped, arching his back to meet my thrusts. “Fuck, I'm close.”
I could feel my own orgasm building, a tight coil of pleasure in my lower abdomen. I shifted slightly, angling my hips to hit that spot inside Lucas that made him cry out in ecstasy. His legs tightened around my waist, pulling me deeper with each thrust.
“Oh God, right there,” Lucas moaned, his fingers tangling in my hair. “Don't stop, please don't stop!”
I picked up the pace, driving into him harder and faster. The truck creaked beneath us, rocking slightly with the force of our movements. But I barely noticed, lost in the incredible sensations coursing through my body.
Lucas's breathing grew more ragged, his moans louder and more desperate. I could feel him tightening around me, his body trembling on the edge of release. I slipped a hand between us, wrapping my fingers around his cock and stroking in time with my thrusts.
“Fuck!” Lucas cried out, his back arching off the blanket. “I'm gonna cum, cowboy!”
Lucas's body tensed beneath me as he reached his climax, his cock pulsing in my hand as he spilled hot and wet between us. The sight and feel of his release pushed me over the edge. With a guttural moan, I buried myself deep inside him one final time, my orgasm crashing over me in waves of intense pleasure.
We clung to each other, panting and trembling in the aftermath. I could feel Lucas's heart racing against my chest, matching the frantic beat of my own. Slowly, carefully, I eased out of him, both of us groaning softly at the loss of connection.
I collapsed beside him on the blanket, staring up at the star-filled sky as I tried to catch my breath. Lucas rolled onto his side, propping himself up on one elbow to look at me. His hair was tousled, his skin glistening with sweat.
“Wow…” I muttered, still panting. “Just wow…”
Lucas chuckled softly, reaching out to brush a strand of hair from my forehead. “Wow indeed, cowboy. For someone who claimed to be inexperienced, you sure know how to show a guy a good time.”
I felt my cheeks flush with a mixture of pride and embarrassment. “I guess I'm a fast learner,” I said with a grin.
We lay there in comfortable silence for a while, our breathing slowly returning to normal. The night air felt cool against our sweat-dampened skin, but I didn't mind. I was too content, too blissed out to care about anything else.
Lucas shifted closer, resting his head on my chest. I wrapped an arm around him, marveling at how natural it felt to hold him like this .
I glanced down at him again, lying there in my arms. “Your eyes really are full of stardust,” I said softly, watching the Texas sky reflecting back in his gaze. “You’re so beautiful.”
Lucas blushed hard, his entire body warming against me. However, the next moment his smile was fading, and he was pulling away from me. “You can’t say things like that,” he said, sitting up and staring out over the endless prairie. “Not when I have to go home in a week.”
I sat up, my heart sinking at Lucas's words. The blissful afterglow faded as reality crept back in. “I'm sorry,” I said softly, reaching out to touch his shoulder. “I didn't mean to make things weird.”
Lucas turned to me, his eyes shimmering with unshed tears. “It's not your fault,” he said, his voice barely above a whisper. “I just... I didn't expect to feel this way. About you, about this place.” He gestured to the vast expanse of starlit prairie around us.
I nodded, understanding all too well. “It has a way of getting under your skin, doesn't it?” I said, looking out at the rolling hills of Sagebrush. “The open space, the quiet... the stars.”
“And the handsome cowboys,” Lucas added with a sad smile.
I chuckled softly, but I couldn’t ignore the truth in his words. Despite whatever either of us might feel, Lucas was going home after the fair and I was staying in Sagebrush. Our lives were only entwined for this moment. Once it was over, we’d probably never see one another again. I wished it could be different, but I couldn’t tell people who I really was, and Lucas couldn’t lose his job.
Our paths, despite our feelings, would diverge. And that would be the end of it.