CHAPTER 28 #2
Jade offered to untack the horses so Victor could go wash up.
Johnny followed him up to the house with the excuse that he needed to go to the bathroom.
Victor believed that too, at least until they got through the front door and Johnny slammed him against it, kissing him with such ferocity that Victor struggled to breathe.
When Victor managed to get an arm between them to give them space, he pulled back and gasped, “What the hell’s gotten into you? ”
Johnny yanked off his leather work gloves and tossed them aside, allowing him to grasp Victor’s face with cold, bare hands. “You’re so fuckin’ hot when you’re all muddied up and sweaty. Been wantin’ to kiss you all fuckin’ mornin’.”
Victor had nothing to say to that, so Johnny went back to kissing him, unzipping Victor’s coat and sliding a hand inside.
Thankfully it had warmed up by now, which was especially appreciated considering it took him about five seconds to take apart the fly of Victor’s jeans and slip his fingers down Victor’s groin to his cock.
Normally Victor needed a bit more time to rev himself up, but Johnny’s desperation was really accelerating the mood.
Johnny fingered him for a minute or so, until Victor was panting and grinding himself against Johnny’s arm.
Only then did Johnny pull away and go digging around for his wallet inside his coat pocket.
Victor was still smeared with mud, some of which had transferred to his kitchen wall, so he’d be wiping that down later.
He didn’t have another moment to think about it because Johnny was back with a condom and new determination.
Johnny’s height once against provided an obstacle to fucking against the wall, so they chose the kitchen counter instead, which was yet another surface Victor would need to clean after it was all said and done.
Perching his butt against the lip of the counter, Victor was able to get enough height to take Johnny without forcing Johnny to bend over, and it also allowed Victor to kiss him at the same time.
Kissing and fucking at once weren’t always easy, but they gave it a good college try.
Victor loved the feeling of Johnny’s teeth against his, the prickle of his beard growth, the leathery smell of his hands, the sound of Johnny’s huff of breath every time he thrust into Victor, like a man barely holding it together.
It all almost felt worth the near year of waiting for this sort of thing to happen.
Victor had spent many a night fantasizing about fucking and getting fucked by Johnny, but it paled in comparison to the real thing.
Sometimes—most of the time—men liked to disappoint Victor, but right now, Johnny was doing everything right, and Victor wanted to hold this feeling of elation as long as he could.
Johnny’s thrusting turned erratic, and Victor grabbed two fistfuls of his coat to hold him close.
When Johnny came, he dug his face into the less muddy side of Victor’s neck and blasted hot breath against Victor’s collarbone.
Victor ducked his head and accepted a sloppy, exhausted kiss that nearly had Victor laughing with euphoria.
He couldn’t keep himself from smiling like an idiot when Johnny pulled back and out.
“What’s funny?” Johnny asked, removing the condom and tossing it in the trash as he stuffed his dick back into his pants.
“Nothin’,” Victor replied, still grinning.
“You come?”
“No, but—” Victor cut himself off as Johnny grabbed his thigh and pushed it open.
“You don’t have t—oh, okay.” He bit back any further response as Johnny knelt and thrust his face between Victor’s legs.
Within seconds he had one hand in Johnny’s hair and the other holding onto the kitchen cabinet handle so that he didn’t squirm himself off of the kitchen counter.
He’d really like to know where Johnny learned to eat pussy so well.
His skill was considerable, but half of what did it for Victor was seeing him between his legs.
He really wanted to get his prosthetic and see Johnny suck that.
It might not exactly feel as good as having Johnny’s tongue on his dick, but God, did Victor want to see his mouth around something even bigger.
Victor felt his orgasm building in his pelvic floor, so he tightened his hand in Johnny’s hair and bit back desperate, needy moans.
Victor nearly fell off the counter when his climax rolled over him, and he had to hold onto Johnny’s shoulder to keep himself upright.
When Johnny pulled back, his face was flushed, wet, and triumphant.
He rubbed a sleeve across it before standing and yanking Victor into a kiss that tasted strongly of himself.
Victor found it hard to breathe, and the air only came when Johnny leaned away and looked at him, hand framing his cheek.
“How’re ya feelin’, Vic?”
“Mm, sleepy.”
Johnny laughed and lightly slapped his cheek. “Now we’re both muddy. We better clean up fast ‘fore Jade comes lookin’ for us thinkin’ we died.”
They showered together, though it was so quick that neither of them had much time to get up to shenanigans beyond some playful ass swats and giggling like schoolgirls.
Then Victor put on fresh clothes, lending Johnny a clean shirt in the process.
As they left the house on the way back to the barn, Victor said, “You know, if you wanted to try coming out to someone, you could come out to Jade.”
“Huh? Jade?”
“Yeah. She knows I’m gay, and she’s bisexual herself.”
“Hmm.” Johnny went silent a moment. “I’ll consider it.”
To Victor that sounded like a nice way of saying no, but for now Victor had to hold out at least a little hope that Johnny would come around.
When they arrived back at the barn, Victor saw that Jade had gotten the tack off all three horses but had left them tied for a brush down. When she saw Johnny and Victor return, she handed Johnny a brush.
“You know there’s a bathroom in the barn, right?” she asked, eyebrows lifted.
“What? Really?” Victor didn’t know if Johnny’s surprise was real or fake. “Good to know I guess.”
Jade rolled her eyes at Victor before heading off to grab one of her training prospects to start working with. Did she know about them? Did it matter?
They brushed down all three horses in silence before putting them back into their paddocks.
Victor had to get to training, too, but because it was Johnny’s day off, Johnny told Victor that he was going back to the house to get more sleep.
When he turned to leave, Victor caught his arm and tugged him back.
The barn was empty and quiet, so Victor was hoping maybe for a good-bye kiss.
Instead, Johnny asked, “What?” without a clue.
When Victor leaned forward to kiss him, Johnny jolted back, and Victor caught the panicked look Johnny sent around the barn, scanning for anyone who could see.
“Never mind,” Victor muttered, releasing him and stepping back. He needed to get to work so he’d have a way to ignore the hurt for a few hours.