Chapter 2
Chapter two
DUSTY
Joe was on my lap, kissing me, which was the perfect end to a long day. Being with Joe was fun. We could kiss endlessly if he wanted, but the addition of orgasms made it even better. We’d jerked each other off several times, and it felt good, and the best part was that it never got weird.
His tongue moved against mine, and the heat went directly to my groin. Joe was inexperienced, but he had a natural talent, which was apparent because I was exceedingly hard. When I moved under him, he made little moans in my mouth, which I greedily accepted.
I needed air, so I broke our kiss.
“You are so much fun to kiss,” I said, my lips still against his. When his mouth curved into a smile, I mirrored him, unable to help myself.
“I want to do something that is a lot more fun.” He announced.
Climbing off my lap, he unzipped my jeans, pulled out my stiff cock, then rubbed his thumb along the sensitive V at the head.
My entire body shivered at his touch. Feeling his hands on me made me want to do the same, my fingers rubbed against his straining erection through his jeans—for a slim guy, he was packing way more than average.
The first time I had touched him, it felt gigantic, and my body ached to feel him in my mouth and ass.
After a few months, we hadn’t done much more than touch each other, but I liked that plenty, and I didn’t want to push him.
Joe wasn’t shy, and I knew he would ultimately take what he wanted.
“This is a lot of fun? You have a better idea?” I asked between kisses, his teeth found the barbells in my nipples again. He had learned quickly what to do to make me crazy. His teeth tugged, and I groaned. My head spun with the sensation.
“Jesus, that feels good.”
“Yeah? Let me show you something that feels better.”
As soon as he slid off my knees, he tugged off my pants and underwear, which left me sitting in front of him completely naked.
He was on his knees in front of me, and he gave me a smirk and looked up at me from under his long lashes.
I anticipated that he would remove his jeans and climb back on my lap.
Instead, he moved between my legs, which was a surprise, but when he pushed my knees apart, I had to scoot forward, and my heart beat harder.
“That’s better, I can get to what I want now.”
His hand found my already solid shaft and stroked my length slowly. He kissed his way down my stomach, following the thin dark trail that led to my cock.
"What are you doing, Joe?” My voice cracked as I said it.
“I thought maybe I would see what you tasted like.” He gave me a wicked smile that made my toes curl. God, he was fun, and this was a whole new experience.
“So you want to put my cock in your mouth?”
He grinned and nodded.
I spread my legs wider, and he moved between them.
His hand moved to my steel-hard shaft. He gathered some of the sticky liquid, then teased the taut skin.
I knew this was the first time he had ever sucked a cock, and to be the recipient of this gift was going to live rent-free in my brain forever.
I was glad to see I was right, though. Joe was going to take what he wanted.
“Don’t try to suck it too deeply, just get used to the feel of me on your tongue.”
He got comfortable where he was kneeling, then leaned in, his tongue out like he was about to lick an ice cream cone—which was strangely erotic.
His tongue teased over the slit, then he sucked the head in, his lips moved over the glans.
There was nothing hesitant about what he did.
Without hesitating, he took me deep, teased the frenulum, then sucked my swollen head into his mouth again.
Being the first time he had enjoyed cock, it was clear he was a natural at this, too.
I placed my hand on the back of his head, willing my hips to stay still.
“Fuck you are so good at this, Joe. Yes. Just like that.”
Tingles swirled through my body, and his technique built it slowly and powerfully. Joe was enthusiastic, as he took me deeply, and the sound of slurps was its own seductive soundtrack. I closed my eyes and tried to hold off. I was about to lose the battle of holding off my climax.
“Ngh, Joe. Shit.”
Electricity rippled over my body, sparks started at the base of my spine, then tightened my balls. The wave that hit me was powerful, a few moments of intense pleasure combined with peace that you only feel as you release. Joe swallowed every burst when it coated his tongue.
He pulled off my cock, and looked up at me with a beaming smile.
“I liked that. We need to do it many more times.”
He looked so proud of himself, and I couldn’t help but smile back at him.
“I can’t believe that was your first time. You’re very good at it. Let me make you feel as good as you made me feel.”
“Yeah?”
“More than anything, I want to make you feel good.”
We changed positions, and I took my place in front of him.
I loved the power involved in making a man come with just my mouth.
To give someone so much pleasure, they can’t help but fall apart.
I licked and kissed up his throbbing length, sucked gently as I moved along the hot skin.
Then I took him into my mouth, used my tongue to tease around the glans, and then gathered the precum from his slit.
His flavor sent a rush through my body. He moaned, and his hips thrust, gagging me when he blocked my airway for a moment.
I liked the way it felt when that happened, and I stroked and twisted his length to further his pleasure.
When I looked up at him, he was panting.
“Shit. Fuck. Dusty fuck. That feels so good.” I liked how vocal he was. He thrust up again, and gagged me—I loved it.
“Sorry.” He said, his hand on the back of my head.
I shook my head, hoping he realized it was a good thing. When he started to be tentative, I pulled off.
“It’s okay, Joe, fuck my mouth, make me choke, I love the feel of your cock gagging me.”
He was so blissed out that I wasn’t sure he even knew what I offered, but then his hips pushed, and he held me still.
“Fuck Dusty.” His words made me double down while he fucked into my mouth.
He stopped moving, and I felt the pulse of his release hit my tongue.
Each time he burst into my mouth, I relished how it felt.
I looked up at him while he fed me everything—he looked completely debauched.
We were both satisfied when he leaned back and groaned.
“Holy fuck, Dusty, we need to do that a whole lot more. Why did we wait so long?”
I laughed. “I wanted you to go at your own pace.”
“Well, more blow jobs.” After I stood up, I gave Joe a sweet kiss. Being with him was special, and I knew I was lucky.
“That was fantastic. I hate to leave now, but I have an early flight tomorrow.”
“I understand. Let’s do that again when you get back.” He said as he pulled on his jeans.
We kissed a few more times, then finished dressing.
“Be safe on the road and keep in touch.”
“Of course I’ll text as always. Oh, I forgot. Arthur said you should take your riding lessons on his mare, Amber, and take her to the dude ranch with you.”
Amber was a perfect trail horse and had been trained by Montgomery. There was nothing that would spook her, and since Joe was going to be on the trail for several days, a horse he was familiar with would be a bonus.
“Yeah, that’s a good idea. I’m nervous. You should come with me. You can be my assistant during the photo shoot.”
“I don’t know how to ride.”
He looked at me, surprised. “Well, you need to learn, then we could go riding together, they say it’s amazing and relaxing.”
“I might when I get back. Martin Wilson has someone lined up to teach you, probably one of his hot ranch hands. If it is, I want details.”
I’d only met a few of the guys who worked at the Circle W Ranch, but those I had met were hot. I kept meaning to get to know them better and learn how to ride, but time flies. I gave him one last kiss.
“Have fun learning to ride. Maybe you can find a cowboy to ride, too.”
“You never know.” He said with a smirk.
When I got home, I still buzzed a little from the sex. Having Joe as a friend has been a lot of fun. I had no plans to be in a relationship, but if that changed, Joe would be the first one I would gravitate to.
The sad fact was I had given my heart to my high school sweetheart, and when he had to run from his oppressive family, I was left behind, broken-hearted.
Jacob was everything I had ever needed or wanted.
My heart never let go of him, so even when I tried, I ended up comparing the man to him—Jacob—they wouldn’t be as good, and the relationship would fall apart.
Joe was the first one to break down some of those walls, but I still couldn’t soften enough to love.
At least I no longer threw my body at men trying to stop the hurt.
Montgomery Wilson had befriended me, and that was the last time I used my body to numb the pain.
So here I was having amazing sex with a great guy, and it was probably the most content I had felt since I was in high school.
The next morning, I boarded the private plane with DRACO band members and their families. My boss and his husband insisted that any team member could bring family, and I sometimes wished I had someone to join me. Regardless, I felt good knowing that I worked for such a quality company.
“Hey, Dusty.” I looked up and saw Arthur looking expectantly at me.
“Oh. Hi. Hey.” Suddenly, I felt embarrassed. Was it possible he knew what I did with his brother? I blushed.
Arthur gave me a funny look. “You okay? You’re sweaty.”
Thoughts of Joe’s mouth wrapped around my cock came to mind, and vivid memories rushed through me—I shivered. “What? Oh. Yes. I’m fine.” I hoped he didn’t see my body’s reactions.
“Did you talk to my brother last night?” He asked while I tried to shake off the memory.