Finding The Way Home

Finding The Way Home Read Free

Book: Finding The Way Home Read Free
Author: Sean Michael
Tags: Gay & Lesbian
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was hard and quick, then Horse drew back a half an inch.
    "Yes or no?" Horse asked.
    "Yes. Fuck yes. Please." James knew it was probably a shitty idea, but he wasn't real good at self-denial.
    Horse's mouth dropped back on his, the kiss hard and solid, everything James could have asked for. He reached up, his stump hitting Horse's chest. He stopped, sucked in a breath, hoping that Horse didn't hate it. Horse just kept kissing him. It was awkward the way they were sitting, and Horse finally grabbed him, tugging him onto Horse's lap, the lounge chair groaning beneath their combined weight.
    He braced himself on Horse's chest, groaning as Horse's tongue fucked his lips. Those big solid hands were on his ass, holding him against Horse's body. Horse was hard as hell, rocking up against him and James' balls ached, feeling heavy, full.
    He was cradled by Horse's legs, no danger of rolling off the lounge chair, Horse taking care of him. He tried to touch, but he couldn't, not like this. Not without losing his balance.
    "Easy, easy." Horse rubbed their cheeks together. "This works better in a bed."
    "Yeah? I'm down with that. I've never done this without a hand."
    "So that makes me your first?" Horse gave him a shit-eating grin.
    "Yeah." Weirdly, yes. It wasn't the same. It was Horse.
    Horse gave him another hard kiss, then hauled up, dragging James up at the same time. Fuck Horse was strong, all those muscles working. James dangled for a breathless minute, but Horse had him, held him. Arm going around him, Horse walked them inside and down the little hall.
    To Horse's bedroom. To Horse's bed.
    James' cock throbbed, it was so hard, so full.
    They didn't say anything, and it didn't take them long to get to Horse's bedroom. Once there, Horse dragged back the covers and helped James onto the bed. He didn't even look around. He had his eyes full of studly man.
    Horse lay down next to him, mouth closing over his in another no holds barred kiss. James wrapped one leg around Horse, his left hand exploring, tracing the huge muscle. Horse took kiss after kiss, one hand tugging at his T-shirt.
    "Want. Please, man." James struggled with the shirt, trying to get it off.
    "Easy, Jim." Horse's voice was low and deep, stroking across him.
    "Sorry." Be cool, man. Cool. Calm. Collected.
    "No apologies, man."
    Horse's mouth covered his again, full on and needy, and James focused on the kisses, on giving Horse everything he wanted.
    Hand on his waistband, Horse drew his T-shirt up, baring James' skin as they touched. Horse's huge hand was warm, covering his belly. Horse stroked his stomach, fingers dancing over his abs. He reached up, fingers on Horse's chest, his stump waving a little.
    Groaning at this touch, Horse deepened the kiss and dragged his T-shirt higher, fingertips finding James' nipples. The firm tugs and pinches surprised him--both because he wouldn't have thought Horse would do it and because he hadn't had it feel so fucking good before.
    Groaning into their kiss, Horse rocked against him, the firm prick hot even through two pairs of jeans. James used his leg to drag them closer together, keep them moving, rocking.
    Horse manhandled his shirt up more, and James helped as best he could, lifting his head and shoulders from the bed.
    "Oh yeah, look at you." Horse was admiring him; there was no mistaking the look in Horse's eyes.
    It made a difference, that pride, that need.
    Bending to his chest, Horse wrapped warm lips around his nipple. The pressure was firm, steady, and threatened to make him scream. Then Horse's teeth scraped across his flesh. A sharp, wild cry filled the air, ringing out. It took a few moments to realize it had come from him.
    Horse moved to the other nipple, suction even stronger on this one. James pressed his fingers against Horse's scalp, the short hair tickling him. Groaning, Horse licked at James' nipple, tongue dragging over it, as one hand slowly worked open his jeans.
    "Want you." So bad.
    "Right here, babe.

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